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Cincinnati Apocalypse Part 5

A man, she knew, felt a connection, through his penis, with the flesh of his partner. He felt the firm resistance of his lover's sphincter as he pressed his cock into the other's bottom. He felt his companion's asshole spread before the advance of his hard column of flesh and felt the sudden roominess beyond as he forced his member through the circular barrier and into his lover's rectum. There was a connection between him and his partner. The flesh and blood of his penis were embraced and engulfed by the flesh and blood of the other's anus and bowels. If his cock wobbled, the wobbling was not something outside him or even something that was merely attached to him. It was, instead, a wobbling with which he was both one and separate. Even when he missed his mark, as Faith had just missed hers, his cock rubbed along the cleft between the other's buttocks.