Jules remains as he is, looking forward as she gets off of him.  Not caring to look at her, wondering when the next torment will start.  He begins to shift, to fidget as times goes on, and nothing happens.  Wishing she would just get on with it.<br/><br/>There is... something different about her as she moves around in front of him.  Does.. is she younger?  Is that possible?  He chides himself for that thought, she is a sorceroress, as her hand goes to his face.  He begins to cringe back, then stops as she strokes his cheek.  Jules looks up to her, the confusion at her acts evident in his face.  He nods his head, a whispered, "Yes," in response to her question.<br/><br/>Jules blinks in surprise at the kiss, it is different from before.  No biting or nipping at him.  He returns the kiss as he lays there in her lap.  He is still in a bit stunned as she breaks the kiss, at the kiss, the change in her.  He is further surprised as she leans down, her lips touching the tip of his abused cock.<br/><br/>A further surprise as her tongue licks over the bottom of his manhood, a gasp coming from him.  Groaning as her wet mouth closes about him.  Jules watches as she licks and sucks on him.  He can feel his manhood throbbing, and he tries to hold out, sure that torment will follow after, but with another lick, he explodes into her mouth.  Again and again as she works on him, he loses count as she pleasures him<br/><br/>Jules lays there enjoying the feeling... it is so different from normal.  And then, there is a feeling of something, a finger?  Pressing against his anus.  He blinks, seeing that she is... different again.  That teasing bite, then her hand as it squeezes his balls until they hurt.<br/><br/>"Owwwww....  what.. what do you want?" he gets out thru gritted teeth.