Jules is there before her, on hands and knees like an animal.  No, lower than an animal, he is quite sure she would not be using such a thing as that strap on on some poor animal.  He grits his teeth as she moves that... thing in his defenseless ass.  Hands clenching up as her hand closes about his balls, then squeezes.  "Uhnnnnnn..." he groans in pain, his hips starting to move about, in a vain attempt to avoid her hand as it squeezes his hanging sac.  His body squirming about to get away from the pain.<br/><br/>Jules doesn't answer her, not sure that he could give an one.  He just looks off in the distance, then blinking at the loud snap, as the air brushes over his now free, and hard cock, until it is taken by her warm hand, groaning once more, this time in pleasure as he is stroked by her.  Even as her strap on begins to pull back, then slide back into his ass.  He is still as first, then his hips begin to move back, meeting her thrusts into him.  Driving that dildo deeper into him.<br/><br/><br/>