<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#408080"><div style="text-align: center">The Colonel felt her legs tremble as the tension in her body doubled from the sound of Brad's plea. Locking her knees, she hung on every word, every sound as her hand kept working her sex, her hand coated in her juices. It was still slow-going and torturous, but it was like she was under Cole's control as well. Needed to hear the words as much as she needed her next breath. Her eyes stayed locked on the pair as the Major teased the tight ring of muscle over and over again, making her think of what it might be like to have him inside her and pumping away. The idea had her mind reeling as her fingers and palm worked a little bit faster, a muted whimper escaping her. She still had control over herself-well her mind at least since her body had stopped listening awhile ago- and her thoughts kept going back to what it might be like to really spend the night with Brad and Cole. It could be gentle, rough, or a mixture of both. And she found herself craving it like a junkie wants his next fix. <br/>
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When Cole spoke, it rippled across her skin, making her diamond hard nipples even harder and extra sensitive against her tight top. How did this man have such control over her in this way? She'd been told sex was powerful and this seemed to prove it. She never expected herself to be a total submissive, but she never found someone willing to try and dominate her while giving her some leeway to do what her other half desired- to dominate right back. It was confusing to think in this way and as she watched, she noticed the Major had pulled out completely and teased the younger of the two. She couldn't believe how in control Cole sounded, how almost unaffected he was. But it was in the strain in his voice and breathing that gave him away, along with his glistening and hard as steel erection. Moaning quite softly she barely heard herself, she worked herself more, needing and wanting to come for the both of them as much for a deserved release. But she found she couldn't quite get there on her own, still needed that push...that one last push.<br/>
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<i>Please, please, please..!</i> Shouted needfully over and over in her mind as her mouth refused to produce such begging.​</div></span>