<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff40bf">Brad was finding himself more and more absorbed in readying himself, his fingers readily pressing in and out of his body. His blue eyes fluttered with a moan as he bit his lip and shivered. All he could think of was his role as a slave right now, waiting to please his supposed master. It didn't matter to him that he was a soldier or in the army at all. No, all he wanted was to be fucked by Cole hard and rough.<br/>
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And yet as soon as he spoke up and his head turned back to see the Colonel, he paused for a moment. Even though she had seen him before in the most intimate of moments, the fact that their beautiful Colonel watching made him hesitate slightly. A gentle flush covered his face as he moaned softly and remembered that his fingers were still pressed inside of him. He gasped and moaned loudly while his eyes fluttered, slowly increasing his tempo with every passing moment as the two of them watched. </span>