<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/>His thin smile became a grimace as her passage clenched tighter than before; she had fallen from the peak of her lust and now her cunt threatened to suck the seed from his balls, .Arouj bucked furiously into Mary, closer to filling her than he cared to be. Hardly a good fuck yet. No screams, no tears, no blood. But then it was meant to be quick and it had been so long since the last...<br/><br/>The rest of her fell limp and he threw his arm around her waist, pulling her upright against his chest. Jolting her up and down like a doll, he drew her head back to his shoulder so his teeth could find her ear. Faster. His hand moved up and covered her mouth as he thrust to the finish.<br/><br/>Bright and blinding it was when the damn finally burst and he poured himself into her depths, all ragged panting and sweat and his tongue against her neck. His hips continued to grind at her body, brief echoes of his harsh thrusts that finally slowed and stopped. There may have been a cheer, or a jeer, or simply uncouth laughter from a point across the square but Arouj couldn't look, wouldn't look anywhere except at the moonlight on Mary's damp curls. It was almost poetic.<br/><br/>With a grunt he pulled his cock from her swollen sex and nipped thoughtfully at her earlobe. “Mary,” he whispered, lingering over the name before he let go of her mouth, “I did not speak of it before, but... if you make a bastard from this I will gut you as soon as your belly swells.” And he dropped her on the edge of the fountain.<br/>