Tar Gud theke misti gondho ar ros beruchche. Ami Guder ros khete khete amar jiv diye tar Gudta chudte thaki. Dola apu amar matha ta khub jore jore tar...Goder upor chepe dorte laglao ar valo lagay uhhh..uhhh.. Ahhh..ahhh..korte laglo. Kichukkhon por Dola apu fisfis kore bollo,”ami ar parchi na, Sona tomar Dhontake ebar ami amar Guder modde chai”. Khater upore sobdo hobe tai se neme floor er upore tar dui pa fak kore chit hoye suye porlo. Ami tar dui pa er majhe bose Dhontake tar Guder futote set. The boy thought he was good. The problem was, he did not realise that the slaves were given a drink before the fight which was laced to slow their reactions, slow them, make them less good. If they’d won, they would have been executed anyway I suppose. But instead Grantus got the idea that he was a brilliant fighter. I’d seen him fight and I was reasonably sure I could beat him.We all – the family, the slave, the gladiators, and some locals – met at the arena the next day. It would do the. The long red fingernails fanned out on Will's chest as he gaveWill a meek look now."C'mon John. What the hell is going on here?" Will backed away fromJohn's touch."Will, it took a lot for me to dress like this in front of you. It's noteasy dressing like a girl in front of your best friend for the firsttime," John looked a little embarrassed now. "I just wanted share thiswith you and thought maybe we could share some time together with medressed like this," he gave Will a sheepish smile, "You. Your eyes and mouth were shut tight. You began to whimper as you began to cum. But I wasn't there just yet; I was close. I picked up the pace, as my throbbing cock got harder, longer, and hotter. My head began to swell and we both knew that I would explode any moment now. I pulled almost all the way out then slammed in one last time before I erupted like a volcano.Our bodies froze enjoying the feeling of my cum spurting into your pulsating pussy. Our juices splashing together like ocean.