<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/thbfMv8.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Archer Reid (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13299460#msg13299460)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 1, Early Afternoon (Between Barbecue and Icebreaker event)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ecchi Island Beach Zone, Sector 5 -> Archer's Room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mallory [Closed]<br/><strong>Notes/Warning:</strong>Her 'backstory' is currently undergoing firm reviews.<br/><strong>Extra:</strong>Color is SteelBlue<br/><hr/><br/>"How very true! But sometimes I do like sharing a little fun every now and then... Or I would, if I ever did... But I've got a week here to try plenty of things I haven't. " Archer smirked, loving just how weak she seemed to get from just that little gesture. " I thought I was punishing, not teasing?" he smirked, licking his lips as he enjoyed the sight of the woman bent over before him.<br/>"A special one?" He paused for a moment, before nodding. "I see... I understand then. Got anything with a little less meaning?" He hummed, continuing his slow strokes of her cunt while she had the audacity to lie through her teeth. Almost out of nowhere, his free hand came upon her rear, this time from the side rather than above. "You can't lie that easily... No one cleans up that well without looking forward to a little fun." He chuckled, feeling her wetness beginning to collect on his fingers.<br/><br/>And now... She was trying to hotdog him? No, she was moving in time with his hand... The hotdogging was just extra. Grinning, he popped the front of his swimming trunks open, letting the engorged mast slap between her cheeks. If she wanted to grind, she could feel the full length flesh-to-flesh.<br/><br/>At her question, his eyes narrowed with glee, before he leaned forward, moving alongside her ear. "You're the intellectual, Mallory...<em>You</em>tell me what I'm going to do." He whispered, nipping at her earlobe for a second, before pulling away. He withdrew his fingers from her pussy for a moment, moving them to her ass, where he started to slick up her hole for what was to come...<br/><br/>However, in their place, she now had to worry about the mast currently pressed between her thighs and sawing against her slit with his own movements. "Oh, you feel good... And we haven't even gotten to the best part yet."