Chapter 223: The Bird That Flew for Consolation at the Cuckoo's Nest (7)
Creak.Creak. The cradle rocked. The fingertips supporting the cradle trembled violently, and Erina's mouth was covered by her own hand as she struggled with all her might to suppress her moans. The sound of a speech could be heard from beyond the tightly closed room door. I had ordered it on the spot, but she was speaking as smoothly as flowing water. The content was simple. It was a standard speech to comfort the servants for their hard work and outline how Ahildern should be led in the future. Salina's clear voice could be heard even in the nursery where I was.
"Ahildern is currently going through a difficult time, entangled in baseless speculation and slander. Rumors spread from mouth to mouth. I ask that you do not let yourselves be swayed by the groundless and provocative rumors spat out by certain dissidents, and instead focus on your duties. Next..."
And while listening to that voice, I was pounding Erina's cunt. The nectar flowing down through her slightly parted petals left strange marks on the carpet below. Without a moment to care about the dripping liquid, I began to churn her insides.
"Eup... eueup! Eup... eut..."
Erina was pushing her hips out toward me with her mouth covered. She had wanted to move to another place, but I made her hold onto the cradle. There was no specific reason. I just wanted to do it like this. I wanted to fuck her hard while she desperately held onto the cradle.
Her cunt, having taken my cock countless times, was fully loosened. Her mouth was shut tight, but her lower mouth was incredibly loose. I pulled down my pants, rubbing my glans penis against our junction while fondling her buttocks. Erina let out a moan while tightly gripping the fence of the cradle.
"Ah, aaht... ah...!"
The cradle slowly rocked. Right now, she was engaging in beautiful childcare. She spilled a lullaby from her lips and rocked the cradle with her hands. Peta Lucius Junior was sleeping quietly in a home full of love.
I rolled Erina's skirt up even higher. The indented curve of her back could be seen above the skin texture of her pale buttocks. Her back was already drenched in sweat. I traced down her spine line with my hand and thrust my hips in. Erina squeezed her legs together as if resisting my penetration, but that only squeezed my cock tighter.