<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf80bf">Fingers slipping in and out of his lovers, Cole had to give a momentâ??s pause in his mind to glance over to the Colonel. The womanâ??s breathing pattern had changed, which meant one of two things. She was either aroused by the show, or she was hyperventilating with anger or fright. He hoped it was the first idea, because she didnâ??t look like she was frighten or angered by this. Returning his gaze back to his lover, he pressed his fingers deeper until his fist was pressed up against the plump bottom. Curling the digits, he felt for the walnut sized prostate and rubbed over it, while his other hand slipped from the buttocks to the balls and gave it a firm tug.<br/>
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This was warning for Brad not to cum without permission, as it would spoil their fun if his lover just squirted all over the wall before them so soon. After a few strokes on the sensitive bundle of nerves, he smirked and pulled out his fingers, creating a â??Vâ?? with his spread digits as he did so. Standing up, he pressed his front against Bradâ??s back and husked into the other maleâ??s ear. â??Spread yourself for me.â? he ordered, his whisper just loud enough that the Colonel could hear with her trained ears.<br/>
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Cole waited for his lover to reach back and spread those lovely cheeks, while grasping his own shaft and stroking it. Muscles all around, it was no wonder his cock was also pumping, and compared to his loverâ??s shaft, it was rather large. Thick and long, he stroke down the muscled limb and groaned into Bradâ??s ear, impatient to just shove his meaty cock up the tight anus and fuck him until he was screaming. From this angel, if the Colonel looked over, she would see that he was the coffee cream all around, even the slightly violet head that was pulsating with need.</span>