President Oaks motions towards a long black shape in the center of the room. Nelson pulls the cloth off the shape, revealing a bench with dildos, each larger than the next forming a line that leads directly to Oaks’s powerful body. “This is the priesthood stretcher.” Oaks smiles. “Have a look at it.” As Holland stares, open mouthed at the stretcher, Nelson begins to unbuckle his pants. Holland is shocked, but filled with desire. His cock is aching to be freed from the sacred underwear. “Something tells me you are enjoying this, Elder.” Oaks laughs. “Now, approach the bench and show me how much you can take!
