After a long while of being left alone in his world of darkness and muffled sounds, the material of the mask drowning out most sounds Jules can feel a warm body brush up against his side. Hands playing over his side, going up to his shoulders long fingernails scratching his skin. The hands were smaller then his mistresses although no less agile and soft of touch.<br/><br/>A second pare of hands touched him from the other side the bed lurching a bit to that side to, this one Jules strangely knows to be his mistresses. Her hands move across his side pinching him occasionally in tender places. After a while both are doing the same pinching stroking and teasing Jules mercilessly he can hear their giggles some what suppressed by the mask so much so that he can not make out the spoken words<br/><br/>From time to time one of them will deny Jules air for breath pinching his nostrils shut and they would giggle and tickle him while he struggled after a while. Stroking his manhood occasionally or squeezing his balls<br/>