You start to tip over the edge.

You are thrusting into your briefs while your jeans keep stroking and you feel that familiar feeling in your groin. You are about to cum, and from the pleasure you expect it to be a big one. This realization makes your cock harder. The blood pumping faster means the strokes get quicker. You decide to let your self cum.

Right when that moment comes you take a deep breath and all fabric looses around you. You feel the hardness and the cum waiting to spurt. Yet nothing follows, you attempt to thrust and fail because you are held still. You want to cum so bad a single tear leaves your eyes. This is a game to them, and you are the piece they play with.

You start to cool off, the throbbing and tingle fades a bit. Your red briefs start the game again. Keeping you on edge. This happens a few times before your heart is pounding and the cum starts to freely run from your tip. You need to blow this load and the nymphs know it.

This pleasure keeps going until the sun starts to light up your room. You are covered in tears, sweat, and pre-cum.

Right before the sunlight fills the room.

"We win." You hear faintly in your ears from what sounds like a soft female voice.

The speed picks up causing your orgasm to fill your jeans with so much hot cum. Your mind fills with static and pleasure as you are milked for every drop. Your cock is now wrapped in a cum covered briefs while it does not slow.

Drop by drop and before you start to scream one of the gloves covers your mouth.

Then right between the screams, your cock starting to soften. Your clothes let go, falling loose and slack.

"See you next time friend.