<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf80bf">Practically nuzzling the Colonel, he watched his lover reach forward and stroke himself, revealing the pink head that tipped the pale shaft. Brad was performing so well, listening to his tone and following the instructions of the â??masterâ??. Licking his lips, he grinned and playfully pressed his own erection against the Colonelâ??s hips. It pressed against her bottom, just throbbing warmly, but not indicating that he was going to do something to her.<br/>
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â??Try to match his pace, Colonelâ?¦â? he murmured against her neck. Gently grasping her wrist with his right hand, he maneuvered the hand so that it touched the very top of her pants. Since it wasnâ??t his own hand, he couldnâ??t control her finger movements, but he was trying to encourage her that Brad didnâ??t have to be the only one who touched himself. Cole found that he wanted nothing more than to bury his shaft into his lover at the moment. To pull that fist pumping in three digits into the tight anus, and then shove his cock in and press his caramel body against the paler one.<br/>
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But things shouldnâ??t be taken too quickly, and for now, he would let his lover continue with the show, and for the Colonel to get into the mood enough. Only after she was into it, would he suggest a different position, so that they were all going to be pleasured. Perhaps nothing too intensive for the virginal woman, but enough where it was more than the simple masturbation that she had performed for them a few nights before.</span>