<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf80bf">Simple motions, thrusting in and out of the tight passage, were all part of movements that were soft in meaning, but firm in implications. The soldier could feel his muscles start to have a tingling and burning sensation, of taxing its strength over and over such as this. They were like push-ups, but instead of building muscles, he was working on driving his thick muscled limb into the body of the Private. Bradâ??s image was rather captivating, as well as the Colonelâ??s.<br/>
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He felt as if he was catering to the two of them, fucking one, while leading both to masturbate. However, this was better than just being alone in the room, brushing the hand over the flesh between their legs. This wouldnâ??t leave them feeling alone and the bliss should spread, even after the orgasm. At least, thatâ??s what he knew would occur for him, as he pulled out his cock completely and held it within the circle of his fingers. Cole brushed the mushroomed tip along the crack of the cheeks, gently popping the head in and out of the loosened ring of muscle, before drawing it away again.<br/>
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He toyed with his loverâ??s anus for quite some time, while the other hand reached down and caressed and tugged Bradâ??s balls. The other male wasnâ??t allowed to cum just yet, but the teasing wasnâ??t over either. â??Beg for it.â? Cole husked, leaning in to nip at the paler maleâ??s earlobe. They should be quiet and avoid speech as much as possible. It was a natural assumption in their situationâ?¦ but if not for the Colonelâ??s finish, then for his own, as he wanted to hear Bradâ??s voice in desperate and wanton need.</span>