<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf80bf">Seeing that both the Colonel and his lover desired this contact between the two people masturbating, he grinned and gently grasped Ashlynâ??s wrist with his larger hand. â??Best not to spoil yourself before thenâ?¦â? he muttered, removing her wrist from her pants to let it fall to the side. Holding her hips with both hands, each one large and encircling her hips, while emitting a warmth that was contrasting to the laundry roomâ??s cool air of the night.<br/>
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Stepping up to Brad with the Colonel between them, he grasped he wrist again, and this time, led it to touch the pale and supple bottom. Of course, he knew he shouldnâ??t be â??controllingâ?? his superior like this, and paused at the last moment to leave her hand hanging there. â??Touch him in any way you desire, Colonel. Explore the new territoryâ?¦â? Cole instructed, using the last phrase as something he remembered part of every simple training that they were taught. His loverâ??s body begged to be touched and smeared into the world of pleasure and lust, so he would work on giving it to all three of them.</span>