<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#408080"><div style="text-align: center">"Fine, I'll be more specific.." She murmured with an edge as he began a slow teasing. She faltered in her edging closing to Brad and felt a self-conscious blush as he teased her pubic hair, which tickled. She had been meaning to shave, but stress and very quick showers had only allowed her to shave her legs for when she wore her suits. Besides, who was gonna see? But now she realized some of her folly, but couldn't dwell too much on it when she felt Cole's hand clamp around her wrist and halt her progression further. It stung, but she kept her wince to herself. She was the middle man, so to speak, and had allowed Cole to have power over her. She swallowed against a retort and focused on Brad moving to show her his front. She felt her mouth go dry as her face heated up further, turning her cheeks cherry red. Biting her lip, she looked up at Brad, feeling her excitement grow along with her trepidation. Regaining her speech, she said,<br/>
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"No...vaginal or anal sex." <br/>
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She had to be specific, and so she had been. She wanted to taste and tease and have it done back. But she wouldn't and couldn't give up her cherries-not yet. But with how she felt, tense and charged and <i>alive</i>, she didn't know how long she would be able to hold off on her urges and keep the men at bay before she begged or demanded that they remove the final barriers and handed herself fully over to them. A soft gasp escaped her the more he teased, and she kept her body tense to keep her hips from moving into his touch and to keep her from asking for more than just teasings.​</div></span>