Chapter 362: I Comfort Her, But

Led by a maid I head to Agnes’s room. Of course Lily is following.

When I stand in front of the door of Agnes’s room, from inside Agnes’s sobs can be heard.

Kots! Kots! Kots!

"Lady Agnes, Lady Agnes!"

When the maid calls into the room,

"Noisy! No one come in! Leave me alone!!"

Agnes shouts in a voice that rings even to the corridor. I stop the maid who tried to call once more, open the door and go into the room.

In the back of the room facing the bed face down Agnes is bawling! She is not a baby, I think she should not cry that much.

Anyway I advance tsutsuu to Agnes’s side.

"Agnes."

When I call,

"Geh!?"

She raises her face and is surprised. Tears travel her cheeks and fall. She does not wear makeup, no, she is a person who does not do makeup, so only tear marks, a pretty face. Agnes looking at my face, the two of us glare for a while. Then Agnes’s eyes grow wet again and tears overflow. She bites her lip and endures, but at last they overflow drop by drop and fall potopoto on the carpet.

"Lord Marieee!"

Agnes clung to me. She munched on my waist as if tackling. As she was she buried her face in my gut and cried clinging. Just the part where the leather breastplate ends and it becomes trousers as it is. She is putting her face on trousers still dirty, dust and dirt from the fight earlier not dropped.

Agnes, that is a sensitive part. From the middle of the fight earlier I was excited in a different meaning and it is a state you can call half-standing, and on top of that from various adult circumstances it is stored, so even if Agnes does not mean it, look, it goes hard and stretches straight up at once!

Agnes crying gyaa gyaa too, before she knows it feels something hard through the cloth hitting her own chin. She stops the bawling, while crying shiku shiku moves her face and investigates what that is. Then she moves her face little by little down. Agnes puts her face on the standing son and investigates with her whole face that it is straight and from where it is stretching.

Agnes’s crying voice stops, there is a sound of sniffing her nose, but she puts her face on the son and goes up and down. This in itself feels good. In fact at the door the maid who brought us to the room and Lily are standing looking this way. Lily has no expression, perhaps expecting the development after this, but the maid cannot guess and I think she has no idea what Agnes is doing. A gaze of Lady Agnes, pitiful, I think. 𝑓𝑟ℯℴ𝓂

Agnes leaves her face and looks up at me. Instead a hand is set on the son and that hand is moved strongly up and down.

"Lord Marie, it is painful, yes?"

If asked whether it is painful of course it is painful.

Until a moment ago she was crying and all at once a woman’s face on Agnes. When the hand is moved strongly it feels good, but I also want the head touched.

"I know. I too am an Eisleben tribe woman so I know what gentlemen should do at a time like this."

Agnes looks up at me with a serious face and says it. Lily beside the door nods with a as-it-is feeling, and the maid beside her is frozen.

Agnes confirms the hardness and presses stronger and moves, so it grows still harder, becomes painful and I move my waist. Agnes’s hand grips that gashi and will not let my waist escape.

"It is painful, yes? I will make it easy."

I have a thought of how far does Agnes know?, but now I am being done as I am done. There seems no sad future of bursting inside the trousers, Agnes lets go of the hand and puts a hand on the belt.

Then Sonia came into the room. The maid is surprised but told something by Sonia the maid leaves. Sonia who shut the door so there is no sound said something to Lily. Lily nods and stands in front of the door. Sonia makes no sound and drew near me. She stands right behind Agnes who is struggling hard.

Agnes tries to undo the belt and pull the trousers down but her handling is not good. She has never done this kind of thing I suppose. This world has no convenient thing called a zipper, instead of a trousers zipper there are buttons and you have to take them off one by one. Originally tight trousers and the son is swollen panpan so the buttons are hard to come off, nothing more. When Agnes’s fingertips move that travels to the head in a strange way, pain or stimulation. I end up pulling my waist back.

At last Sonia who could not hold it toward struggling Agnes,

"Agnes, change places!"

"Ah, Mother!"

Agnes is surprised at the unexpected third-party intrusion. But there because they are mother and daughter, Sonia forced her way in between me and Agnes. She pinches Agnes’s fingertips that will not let go of the buttons and takes them.

"Watch! An Eisleben tribe woman serves a gentleman this way."

Saying that Sonia takes the buttons off a little more skillfully than Agnes. It does not reach Lily’s handling but there is a day’s length.

When she takes the trousers buttons off from the top the head is visible and hidden from under the underwear string. Already pre-cum liquid is leaking and making a stain on part of the underwear.

"Ara!?"

Sonia who saw that, as expected of a widow, understood what is happening.

"We have to take them off quickly!"

She says that, but from earlier stimulation is being added over the cloth on the son. Already it has come to the edge of overflowing. Even if I try to endure the front of the trousers is held so there is no escape.

I do not want to fly it to a halfway place anymore! A-at least I want it in a mouth!

"Lady Sonia..."

I think it became a pitiful voice like begging even to myself, but it came out of my mouth.

Sonia who heard that, though she has not finished taking the trousers buttons off yet, pulled the trousers and underwear down together by force and held the head where semen has come to the urethra in her mouth, pakuri!

What I had been enduring I poured into Sonia’s mouth, do! do! ... Aaaaah!!