The toes kept crawling up, and with every inch of it climbing, there were shivers down Shruti’s spine. She was getting wet by the second.She enjoyed...sex. But she never imagined that things could be so kinky with her husband. Things were pretty vanilla, and that was not for lack of trying by him. She just never thought this was needed. She always looked at sex as a biological need that had to be satiated once every few weeks.Nothing so carnal or rousing as she was feeling now. The toes, by now,. Months past things are great, my lust for having a big dick fuck my girl increased. I noticed something about her breath . When I kissed her I could smell the tanginess of a guys gentles on the tip on her mouth. It would literally get hard just smelling that scent and it put me at awe. So I had many mixed emotions but still to this day I haven't brought it up . Idk if she is messing around with other guys but I sensed a little mystery with her breath and her dick sucking abilities that. Sorry about that.”She smiled apologetically, coughed once and completely changed her demeanor.“Alright, listen up Dude! The 129th Rasheul great slave tournament features a grand total of 128 combatants. In seven nail biting and chest pounding fights you will have to hack, slash, bite and blow your way to victory in a no holds barred match. And we are not kidding around here. Weapons are allowed, as well as items, magic and whatever else you can think of. Only requirement is that you can carry. As if it was a fact, he said, “You don’t like that.”“Not really,” replied the private surprised that Oscar had picked up on that.“So what do you like to be called?”Private Whitman answered, “Jim.”Oscar looked at the private and stated, “Okay Jim. Call me Oscar.”“Yes Sir.”Tired of being addressed so formally by everyone, Oscar looked at the private and replied, “Oscar!”“Yes, Oscar,” replied Jim as he started to relax in light of the informal manner of the man.Oscar walked along for a moment.