<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf80bf">Such cute little pets he had in his hands; metaphorically, of course, since he physically only had one in his hand. He had to remind himself yet again that they werenâ??t his, and Brad was technically only his lover, not his slave. Such a fine line they had though, and they were dancing around the fact that they were pushing a certain amount of power play along with their ranks. It had nothing to do with the way that he twisted his fingers inside of the Colonel though.<br/>
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Cole wasnâ??t a huge fan on showing his power over the woman, but he had to admit, overpowering her with pleasure had a certain pleasant tinge to it. â??I wonder, Colonelâ?¦ are you wet because of me, or because of Brad?â? he teased her, husking his warm breath over her warmer pussy. Nuzzling it with his lips, he pressed in yet again, and this time, dipped his tongue between the folds and into the vaginal opening. A strange flavor hit his taste buds, but it made him moan. The vibrations rumbled against her with a gentle pressure that even his fingers could feel, while they pumped in and out of her virginal back-passage.</span>