<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf80bf">Cole raised an eyebrow at how the Colonel reacted, as if she wasnâ??t affected at all. That made him wonder if she was, as she left without another word of whether she would return or not. But when Brad finally answered him, he grinned and ran a finger up the other maleâ??s crack to press at the used hole and allow a bit of the semen to dribble out. Brad was what mattered at the moment, and even though they should worry if the Colonel was going to rat on them, or even if she was going to join them, it wasnâ??t his priority. â??Did you, nowâ?¦? Do you like the thoughtâ?¦ of being on your knees before me?â? he asked playfully, wrapping his arm around the smaller maleâ??s waist and pulling them close so that he was pressed crotch to ass.<br/>
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Bringing his finger that was covered in semen up to Bradâ??s lips, he smeared the milky substance along the Privateâ??s lips and waited for the paler male to clean his finger off. Itâ??d have been fun if he had chocolate like those clichÃ© romance things, but he didnâ??t think he had an explanation to the chiefs for stealing some. â??Come onâ?¦letâ??s get cleaned up and to bed. Drills in the morning, Private.â? the last sentence was spoken with a firmness that was from a ranked officer to one lower than him, instead of a lover to a lover. It was followed by another spank to the other cheek to even out the pretty pink on the well fucked bottom.</span>