Fistpack 11 - Arabian Fist

Still not satisfied, HEUSSEIN moves MATTHIEU to a shadowed, rockfacedravine, and literally orders MATTHIEU to crawl up the craggyrocks while perched on HEUSSEIN's forearm like the insatiable meatpuppet, sex pig he is. As the setting sun washes these two in thegolden glow of early twilight, MATTHIEU comes again and thetremors sent from his hole to HEUSSEIN's arm push HEUSSEIN rightover the edge. Their cries of climax echo from the distant rocky desertvalley.