Elle opened and closed her mouth, making frantic little "awawa" sounds.
"N-no, I… I have never done anything like… that…"
She denied it, but her eyes never left my cock. It was already fully hard again, the base gripped tightly in Annie's hand and forced to stand rigidly at attention.
"Oh, is that so? Lord Robin, Elle says she hasn't, but is that true? Annie, if the effect is that strong… maybe I should try it too?"
"""Ehh?!"""
The Duchess's words landed like a thunderclap. I was more than ready to agree, but Elle was speechless. Annie, still gripping my cock, declared firmly:
"Your Grace! You must not put such a filthy thing in your mouth!"
Hold on a second. Even if I'm from another country, is it really okay to call part of a prince's body "filthy"? None of the three women seemed to notice, so I kept quiet, but it stung a little.
"But Annie, you put it in your mouth, didn't you? Surely it would be fine if I just touched it?"
