<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf80bf">When Brad tried to pull away, he grasped on tighter and pulled them flushed against one another. His front prodded the other maleâ??s back, showing that he was obviously not out of the mood yet. Reaching down, he undid his loverâ??s pants and allowed it to drop to the ground, before moving his hand to grasp the member and check if Brad was still going to fight him. â??Come onâ?¦she was watching us before.â? he tried to encourage, not wanting to waste their evening together just because the Colonel decided to become a peeping tom this evening.<br/>
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If she said that she wouldnâ??t be tattling on them, then he trusted that as a superior officer, she was going to keep her word. That meant that the night still had a chance to continue on. Upon hearing her question, he turned his gaze towards her from Bradâ??s shoulder. Instead of a cocky smirk, he was just grinning. â??Yes, explore. If you two desireâ?¦perhaps thereâ??s something more that we could do this nightâ?¦â? Cole rubbed his lips against the base of Bradâ??s neck, sending warm puffs of breaths over the flesh. â??â?¦togetherâ?¦â?<br/>
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Suggesting a threesome was risky, but hopefully she was on her pills, and hopefully, she wasnâ??t going to suddenly turn tails and truly tattle on them. But the thought of fucking them both, perhaps with Brad in the middle, was tempting. Stroking his loverâ??s member, he just hummed and waited for both of their consent. After all, a mediator could only do so much, and only the participants could decide whether or not they desired to do so.</span>