I grabbed Charlotte’s head and plunged my cock as deep as I could. Charlotte pursed her lips and swallowed my cock.

    I ejaculated as is.

    “Beh… .”

    Charlotte opened her mouth and showed herself covered in semen. A very small amount of thin semen had accumulated.

    The moment I was about to tell her it was okay to spit it out, Charlotte swallowed the semen.

    “Next, I will lick your balls.”

    The itchiness in my cock subsided. As I ejaculated with relief, my sense of shame was greatly reduced.

    The flaccid cock was covered in Charlotte’s saliva.

    “I didn’t have to eat it.”

    “It is my father’s precious seed. You can’t just spit it out and deal with it.”

    Charlotte dismissed it, as if telling her not to say anything she didn’t mean to say. I couldn’t control my embarrassed feelings and thanked Charlotte.

    “… Thank you, Charlotte.”

    “What do you mean?”

    “Help like this… .”

    Was the pain from the itching too severe?

    I felt grateful for the dedication Charlotte was showing. I didn’t even want to imagine what would have happened without her.

    Charlotte smiled and responded as if it was nothing.

    “Father. I’m doing what I have to do. I only help my father because he needs my help. It’s not enough to get a thank you.”

    “I just wanted to say.”

    “I think I became emotional after seeing Celine today.”

    “… … .”

    Charlotte looks exactly like Celine. There was no sign of where Count Pigon’s blood had gone.

    That’s why I hate Charlotte. Thank you too.

    My emotions keep fluctuating.

    ‘What would you have done if it were Celine?’

    Did Celine listen to my request? If you said you were going crazy because of the itching, would you have licked my dirty hole?

    I could suck Celine’s hole. Celine… .

    ‘I wonder if a knighted person could do something like that, and he would have categorically refused.’

    Meanwhile, Count Pigon’s asshole will be sucked like a dog. To get drugs.

    I felt bad for no reason. I responded bluntly to Charlotte’s words.

    “It’s because of the itching.”

    “I know.”

    Charlotte took my hand and led me.

    “Father, try lying down.”

    “Why?”

    “I think it would be more convenient.”

    “… … .”

    I am in a position to receive help from Charlotte. It is right for Charlotte to take a comfortable position.

    But something is embarrassing.

    “Please lift your legs.”

    “… Something is strange. I don’t think this is it.”

    Is it normal for someone born as a male to lie down with their legs spread like a girl?

    My brain kept asking questions. Lately, a feeling of rejection came to me.

    It’s not just lying down, it’s upside down like a frog. Like a normal position waiting for insertion… .

    When I expressed my discomfort, Charlotte waved her hand.

    “Father. it’s okay. It just feels a little strange, but it’s not strange at all.”

    Charlotte adjusted her posture by gently pressing my thighs.

    “It would be better if you hang your arms on your knees and fix your legs.”

    “… no. I will not. No matter how you look at it, it’s strange. Because of your request, it became clear.”

    I urgently lowered my legs. My posture was so embarrassing that I couldn’t stand it.

    “Father, if you want to lick the perineum below the balls, the position you mentioned earlier is comfortable.”

    “… Can’t we just leave it out for now?”

    “You’re going to do it anyway. Wouldn’t it be better to do it all at once? I don’t care how many times I do it, but I think my father will have a hard time.”

    “I’ll be patient.”

    No matter how you look at it, this is not it. You open your crotch in front of a girl.

    I think I lost my mind for a moment because of the itching pain.

    “Then, I understand.”

    Charlotte followed my lead. My promise not to do anything I didn’t like was taking longer than I thought.

    Clap clap, clap clap-.

    “Ugh… .”

    Charlotte buried her head in my crotch. I lifted my dick and licked every inch, even the folds.

    The itching covering my balls subsided a little.

    “… Are you okay?”

    “Uh, ok. The symptoms are getting better, but… .”

    It’s a bit ambiguous. It was not completely erased.

    Am I running out of saliva?

    Clap clap, clap clap-.

    As if reading my mind, Charlotte started licking my balls even harder. Even mother cats won’t be able to go this far in grooming their kittens.

    “Charlotte… .”

    Chureup, Chureup. Churrup!

    Charlotte held the cock. While licking my balls, I also sucked my cock.

    Churrrp, churrrps

    The erect cock went straight into Charlotte’s mouth. It disappears and appears again and again.

    Charlotte moved her head up and down and sucked my cock greedily. She made a funny face with her snout sticking out, almost eating my cock.

    “Oh, lick the bottom too… .”

    Itching came first before the pleasure. As Charlotte sucked his cock, the itchiness in his balls grew again.

    I quickly pushed Charlotte’s head away and thrust into her balls. Charlotte pops her dick! After spitting it out, I swallowed my balls.

    These balls were small and precious, but to Charlotte they were not even a bite away.

    “Oh wow… .”

    Charlotte had the balls in her mouth and gently rolled them with her tongue as if she was sucking on a candy. Then the itchiness disappears.

    Rather than sticking out your tongue and only licking the surface, dipping it completely into the pool of saliva seemed to be more effective.

    “Thank you, Charlotte. It’s okay now.”

    “Thank goodness.”

    There was my cock hair stuck to the corner of Charlotte’s mouth. He was so caught up in helping me that he didn’t even notice what was in his mouth.

    I took it off myself.

    “Thank you. Let’s move on.”

    “… Next… .”

    The last remaining area is the buttocks. It is not a part that can be solved from the outside like the cock or balls.

    To relieve itching, insertion of either a tongue or a finger into the butt hole was essential.

    “I’ll try it with my tongue first.”

    “… Please do me a favor.”

    I lay down in front of Charlotte with my butt out. The cat pose also felt familiar now.

    It took some getting used to.

    But that didn’t mean I didn’t feel shame. The shame was still overwhelming, and I felt like hiding in a rat hole if possible.

    ‘I have to live. ‘What will people think if I die like this?’

    When I say adaptation, I mean self-justification. Simpler rationalization became possible.

    It was a struggle to somehow reduce damage.

    Clap, clap! Chuuup, chouup, chup!

    “Ugh, ugh… !”

    Charlotte buried her face in my ass. Without even a hint of hesitation, he stuck out his tongue and started licking.

    Is it because I experienced it once or twice?

    The speed of being attacked has increased. The butt hole was being breached too easily.

    “Shal, Loot… !”

    “Father. I will try my best.”

    Charlotte grabbed my buttocks and spread them vigorously. The feeling of unfolding is dizzying.

    Then he held his tongue upright and pushed it into the hole. A soft tongue and warm breath penetrate my insides.

    “Eup! Black… !”

    I didn’t want to make a sound. It was difficult to hold back my moans. My body was expelling the breath accumulated in my lungs at will.

    Chuuup, chouup, chup! Tsk, tsk tsk!

    Charlotte’s tongue moved in and out. Charlotte repeatedly stuck her tongue deep inside and pulled it out.

    The itching in the area where the tongue touches has subsided.

    “Are you feeling better?”

    “… Ah, inside… . It didn’t reach the inside… .”

    “Is that so?”

    Charlotte wiped the saliva from her mouth with her hand and said:

    “Then you have no choice but to use your hands.”

    “… … .”

    “Can I put my finger in your father’s butt hole?”

    no method. To cure the itch, I nodded.

    “Please look at me and sit down.”

    “… Can’t we just do it like this?”

    It was much better to just stick out my butt than to see Charlotte. You can do self-hypnosis as a therapeutic act by lying down in the cat position.

    “As you check your father’s reaction, you need to find out where the itching is coming from. That means we need to find the source and rub it.”

    “… … .”

    What Charlotte said also had a point. But my heart wasn’t ready yet.

    At that time, Charlotte suddenly sticks her head out and looks at me. Interrogating eyes.

    “Father, are you having a dirty fantasy?”

    “… What?”

    “Otherwise, there is no reason to take my suggestion strangely. I’m doing my best to cure my father’s itching.”

    “… … .”

    Charlotte clicked her tongue and continued speaking.

    “I hope you don’t use my help to make your father’s delusion come true.”

    “… What is he saying now. There’s no way I could do that.”

    It is unfair. Because of itching, I am the one who suffers more than anyone else.

    Despite the humiliation, I even asked the girl for a favor.

    “Is that so? Then, please quickly sit in front of me, facing me.”

    “… … .”

    “Oh, I think it would be better to spread your legs as wide as possible.”

    Charlotte demanded, coating her middle and ring fingers with spit.

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