Jules lands in heap as she pushes him off.  Laying there on his side as she passes him by, totally ignoring him.  Well, what did she expect, how much resistance could someone have?  He winces as he struggles to sit up, his eyes going from his seed on the rock to her as she enters the water.<br/><br/>Carefully bending down, his tongue darts out, licking up some of his spunk from the rock.  Grimacing at the taste, he looks back as she splashes in the water.  Then, leaning back as she sinks under the water, for what seems a long time.  He licks up more of his sperm, looking back as she rises from the water, and laughs.  His hands clench tightly listening to her, as he bends back down to his work.  Hating her, hating this, wishing he could get away.  But, how, with his hands so useless?<br/><br/><br/>