Gambler memories 7
By the time we were all spent and covered in sweat, I felt like I'd been through a war - but it was the best kind of war. The bunker was filled with moans and gasps as the men recovered from their orgasms, and I couldn't help but feel proud of my role in their release. As the sun rose over the horizon, signaling another day in this zombie-infested world, I knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, I would always find a way to bring joy and pleasure to those around me. Because let's face it, in a world gone mad, sometimes all you need is a little ass play to keep your spirits high!