Jules lays there, his face smeared with her juices, his breasts and nipples covered with milk and drool, his manhood covered with drool and his seed.  His breathing starts to get back to normal as he rests there from his quite pleasant ordeal.  Watching as Red kisses her mistress, that strap on slipping free of his stretched and sore anus.<br/><br/>Jules gasps as his mistress as her fingers tease and pinch his nipple.  He hods his head yes, whispering, "Yes mistress, all three."  Remaining still as straps are removed, at least until they are all removed.  Tongue licking dry lips, he struggles to sit up, all of his energy spent with all of his seed.  Feeling so tired from all the exertions, but also hungry and quite thirsty.<br/><br/><br/>