Jules does not reply to his mistress' words, other than a deepening blush, and an oh-so-hard cock sticking up in the air.  His cock sticking straight up like a flagpole, bouncing, along with his breasts, with each thrust that Red makes into him.  He squirms his hips around a little, shifting about the strap on as it plunges into him.<br/><br/>And then the other girls move in.  Black and Brown, although at this point Jules is not really sure or caring which is which, lean down and start to lick then suckle on his nipple, every so often biting and pulling on them.  His head twists a bit from side to side, as much as the strap allows, milk from his nipples flowing into the girl's mouth.<br/><br/>Groaning as Blond's tongue licks the quivering tip of his cock.  He can only lay there, the pleasure flowing thru him, threatening to explode as she licks along his shaft, that feeling only increasing as her wet mouth wraps about the head of his cock.<br/><br/>Jules lays there, eyes closed tightly, fingernails digging into the palms of his hands, teeth biting his lip so hard that he draws blood, all to keep from cumming.  The sensations threatening to overwhelm his senses as his ass is fucked, his cock is licked and sucked, and his breasts suckled and bit.  He groans, about to explode, his cock now throbbing in Blond's mouth.  "Uhhh....  mistress....  I am...  may... may I cum?" he ask, no pleads for release.