Her purring was not the effect he had hoped to achieve as his body squirms against her, her fingers plucking and pinching his nipple sending jolts of pleasure thru his body.  And to add to his sweet torment, her fingernail moving along the bottom of his cock.<br/><br/>Jules lets out a groan as she strokes the length of him.  He swallows at her words, knowing the he can't keep from cumming before much longer.  He has to cum, now!<br/><br/>To get his mind off of what she is doing to him, his fingers brush and rub over her own nipple.  Clumsily, they move and rub against her nipple and breast.<br/><br/>He groans again as her hands stroke him, thighs twitching, trying weakly to close, but held open by her legs.  Shifting about, that plug being moved about in him.  There is no way he is going to take one hundred, he'll be lucky to last five.<br/><br/>Jules squirms as her hands play with his nipple, and his cock, the movement of their bodies making that plug move about in him.  He wants to hold out, he really does, gritting his teeth to resist, hissing out a count, but after only seven more strokes, he can feel his cock throbbing in her hand.  Another stroke, and he groans, and then his hard, redden cock erupts, shooting streams of cum across the rock they are sitting on.