<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf80bf">Small, slender, and soft where the words that Cole would have associated with the Colonelâ??s hand. It was a nice feeling, to know that she had taken his hand. It symbolized more than just her willing to follow into the laundry room, at least, in his mind it did. Smiling at her, he made sure they where both in, before closing and locking the door to prevent anyone else intruding and ruining the little progress they had made.<br/>
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Wrapping his arms around the Colonel, he held her in his large, muscular arms, while situating them right behind Brad. â??Weâ??re going to try something a bit moreâ?¦involving for you today, Colonel.â? he muttered, lips ghosting her left ear. His hands were situated around her abdomen, but they made no movements to violate her. Just an encouraging embrace that kept her mere inches from the pale soldier that was fingering his anusâ?¦ hopefully it wasnâ??t too much for her.<br/>
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â??Heâ??s lovely, isnâ??t he?â? he continued, rubbing small circles with his fingers against her toned abdomen. â??Slave, why donâ??t you touch yourself on the frontâ?¦â? chocolate eyes were stapled to his loverâ??s form, glistening with effort in the fluorescent light. But his lips were still tickling Ashlynâ??s earsâ?¦who <i>was</i> he referring to?</span>