"Bomb Shelter Lust"
I didn’t know which was louder. The bombs outside or my trembling rod. I can smell the dirt and metal circling around me. Everything is shaking. Dust is falling over my head. There wasn’t much space down here. Just a few of us, sitting, waiting for the war to stop. As I tried to open my eyes, she was there. Giving me the love and support. She looked calm, though her hands were trembling. I never thought that I would meet a fine woman like her in a time when hell is everywhere. I can still smell her scent, lingering on me. Her lust was wild, and so was mine. Agreed to unify as the world seems to be coming to an end. I wanted to tell her something, anything, but the moans kept going. I wish we could stay together after this, but the sirens outside kept going louder and louder. The world above us was burning, and all I could think about was how warm she felt sitting on me. My longing love liquids are now in her, and the beating of my fresh rod is coming to an end. Thank you for the release.
I love you. Then find me… when it’s quiet again.
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