<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/dc/Arouj.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong> Arouj al-Qadir (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=141932.msg6401727#msg6401727)<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Port Diablo<br/><strong>Languages:</strong> English, Arabic<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mary<br/></div><br/><br/><strong>Content: M/F</strong><br/><br/>He straightened as she bent over the fountain's edge, one hand circling her neck while the other pushed between her legs, his arm around her thigh. Her breeches finally gave way and crept down her squirming hips, but he doubted anyone would be able to spot the lack of equipment on a boyslut who entertained men under cover of night. His questing hand moved lower until her mons was firmly cupped in his palm and his rough fingertips curled into wet folds, brushing the swollen little jewel women hid there.<br/><br/>Arouj's voice was husky when he spoke again. “How many?” He stroked her ragged hair and began to press his achingly hard cock against the curve of her ass, only the cloth of his own trousers separating skin from skin. “How many boys and men have you fucked in your short life? How many have entered in?” One finger pushed further into her sex and circled the opening to paradise while he rocked her on his palm.<br/><br/>“Tell me,” his fist clenched in the hair on the back of her head and gave her a short, sharp jerk as a warning, “only the truth.”<br/>