<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff40bf">Brad wasn't entirely sure what had just happened, but the air around the Colonel had shifted. The once strong and intimidating woman with a sexual curiosity was gone, and in her place was a needy being, full of pent up sexual frustrations that needed to be released. No longer were her cries reserved and hushed. Instead they were shivers and moans that desired for more, and Brad did the same. The sounds were different from what he had expected, but at the same time they were every thing that he wanted as well. It was feminine beauty incarnate and he loved every bit of it, both physically and mentally. <br/>
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It seemed she even had trouble forming words at this point because of what she felt. It was a quite a sight to see their higher-up so different from the usual military formalities. His eyes wandered over her luscious hips, that gyrated lighted under Cole's touch. The sounds she made were softer, more delicate and natural than her previous grunts of denial and frustration. To hear such a wonderful sound made Brad moan in turn, throbbing softly while her hands paused just for a moment as her threshold was broken.<br/>
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When her nails pressed into his flesh deeply he cried out in pleasure. Brad wasn't expecting it at all based on her soft and gentle movements, but now her touches were rough and full of need for more of his aching movements and wanton moans. He looked up at the two of them. Both of them now shared a bond; the control of the bare pale male before them. They were free to do whatever they wanted to him, and it would be entirely based on their calls. It took Brad a moment to realize this, but when he did he bit his lip, unsure of what to expect now. </span>