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"Your Highness, although you said that you wanted to get a deeper understanding of the people's situation, going to Iris at this time..."
Carter stopped talking. After all, although His Highness has changed a lot, he is still the same His Highness.
"Carter, people always need to relax. The nerves of Border Town are too tense now. Although there is no way, as a lord, I always have to care about the spare time of my people."
Roland touched his chin with his right hand and said the reason he just made up seriously.
"Ah... Your Highness, you are talking about..." Carter gave up the entanglement, because His Highness has always been such a person, which reminded him of the days in the capital.
At that time, the unlearned Fourth Prince took his knights and wandered around the fireworks and wine alleys, or the boudoirs of the ladies. Although he had a bad reputation, Carter still followed His Highness the Fourth Prince and enjoyed the bodies of many socialites or noble ladies. After all, His Highness the Fourth Prince liked to "share".
As for why His Highness did not enjoy the beautiful witches in the castle but went outside, Carter could understand. After all, the witches' seductive moans at night kept him awake, and Roland's pale face the next day also proved how intense it was at night.
Carter, who had felt Dujuan's body, knew that witches' bodies were like poison. Even after long-term training, he could not bear it, not to mention His Highness. For a while before, Carter could clearly feel that Roland was deliberately finding excuses to avoid the witches at night.
"It's just a pity for Miss Anna and the others..." Carter muttered to himself.
"What did you say? Anna?" Roland, who was walking in front, turned around and asked.
"Ah, I mean, it's not good for Miss Anna to know that you went to Iris..."
"Ah, Anna said that she would do an experiment with Nightingale tonight, and she needs her ability to observe magic, so it doesn't matter. Besides, I'm not going to do anything bad. After all, Dujuan is there, I just went to see her."
Carter stopped talking, but thought of Dujuan's hot body, and his lower body couldn't help but swell.
As we walked along the familiar road, the light in front of us gradually grew brighter.
Although the border town was advancing at the speed of a wild horse, the limitations of the times were exposed at night.
At night, most people still used torches or oil lamps as lighting tools, and precious animal fats were not so luxuriously used by anyone except Iris, which needed to open at night.
However, even so, the dim lighting ability of the oil lamp could not guarantee sufficient brightness, but it was just right for Iris. In the dim environment, the boundaries between people seemed to be blurred.
Compared with the last time, Iris was more lively at night.
The increase in income of the people and the night when they could not work constituted a good reaction condition.
Not only single men, but even more women.
In the dim alley next to Iris, Roland heard many suppressed moans and "pa pa" applause.
It seems that the business that was negotiated temporarily was completed on the spot, and there are more and more women to supplement the family income.
Roland rubbed his crotch, which was a little uncomfortable, and took Carter to the back door of Iris.
Roland would not go in through the front door foolishly now. He had learned from Dujuan that he could go directly to the second floor through the back door by following a separate staircase.
The wooden staircase made a strange "creaking" sound after being stepped on. This feeling of hiding from everyone's eyes as if having an affair made Roland's heart burn.
Among the witches in Border Town, Anna, Nightingale, and Lightning had physical relationships with Roland. Among the remaining witches, Nanawa, Wendy, and Dujuan, except Nanawa, who felt really embarrassed to make a move, Roland had been coveting Wendy and Dujuan for a long time. He also knew that they would basically not refuse him.
In addition, Anna's attitude on the night of the celebration party also showed that she would not care if Roland went to find other witches, or she hoped that Roland could take other witches under his crotch. Roland was very moved, but this process always requires an opportunity. Now Wendy seems to have a good relationship with Tigu, so the only one left is Dujuan.
Seriously speaking, Roland has always cared about Dujuan since he met her.
Roland couldn't understand why a witch with such a strong ability to control emotions would choose to be a madam in a brothel, and she would do it herself. But just like that, the inexplicable attraction of this beautiful silver-haired witch became stronger!
Just today, after Anna and Nightingale agreed to do the experiment at dinner, Dujuan quietly came to Roland and told him about the back door and asked him to come here at night, but she didn't say what it was. However, from Dujuan's charming smile, Roland had some bold ideas in his mind.
They came to the second floor of Iris, which was at the end of one side. There was a wooden door separating the corridor. Apart from this, there was only one room, Dujuan's room.
Roland took Carter into the room. Under the dim candlelight, a figure was facing the door.
"Cheryl?" Roland was a little surprised. The figure was none other than Cheryl, who was already a married woman.
"Your Highness... Hello..." Cheryl was still wearing a maid's uniform, but compared to before, she was much more charming. However, Roland was still wondering why she was here?
Your Highness, Miss Dujuan asked me to come here. She said that there were not enough people tonight and there would be another distinguished guest coming. She asked me to come here to help, so I came here. I didn't expect it to be your Highness..." Cheryl blushed.
In fact, when she heard the distinguished guest, she was wondering if it was the prince. Anyway, Vanna has returned to the barracks now. Even if it is not the prince, she will not lose a piece of meat. In the end, the bet won, which is really lucky.
Roland didn't expect to see Cheryl in Dujuan's room, but he thought it was an appetizer prepared by Dujuan. It happened that he really missed his subordinate's newlywed wife recently, so let it be.
Thinking of this, Roland took a step forward, stretched out his hand and gently grasped Cheryl's small breasts, and held Cheryl's chin with his other hand, teasing: "Oh? You just come here to serve the distinguished guest? Vanna will be sad if he knows, obviously she is the newly married wife."
"Your Highness... It's not like that, Vanna... doesn't know..." Cheryl looked shy, but did not avoid Roland's dirty hands. Instead, she straightened her chest and moved closer to him more actively.
Roland liked Cheryl like this. She betrayed her husband, but she had such a shy expression.
Carter knew who Cheryl was, but seeing Roland so excited, he had already pulled Cheryl to the chair and touched her all over. Carter didn't say much, after all, this was the prince in his memory.
Carter guarded the door to prevent anyone from disturbing Roland's good deeds, but not long after, a silver-haired figure opened the wooden door on the other side of the corridor and walked over.
Seeing that Dujuan had had sex with her, Carter would definitely not block the door. He also knew that this was the purpose of Roland's coming.
When Carter and Dujuan walked into the room, Cheryl's collar was already open, and her breasts were being played with by Roland.
Seeing Carter come in, Cheryl subconsciously reached out to cover her exposed chest, but Roland, who noticed this, took the initiative to pull her hand down, exposing her naked chest to Carter.
Cheryl had no choice but to close her eyes with a red face and let it go.
"Your Highness, it's not nice to bully a little girl like this."
"Didn't you call her here?" Roland knew Dujuan's ability, so he no longer concealed his true thoughts and no longer suppressed himself.
After integrating all the memories of his previous life, Roland often had this feeling, wanting to do something that his previous life loved to do.
Although Anna and Nightingale's bodies were indeed beautiful and comfortable, there were some things that Roland had only felt on Cheryl, which was why Roland was so happy with this ordinary village girl.
However, today, looking at Dujuan, this beautiful silver-haired witch, Roland had a feeling that she seemed to have understood a lot of things, otherwise why would she call Cheryl here?
When Dujuan approached, Roland noticed something. Dujuan seemed to be doing something before. Her clothes were a little messy, and there seemed to be a few strange sticky liquids on her white breasts.
Observing Roland's sight, Dujuan also looked down and opened her mouth in surprise, but the subsequent action did make Roland burn with desire.
Du Juan stretched out her white and tender fingers, gently wiped away the suspicious liquid on her chest, and then put it into her mouth.
As if she was tasting some delicious food, Du Juan narrowed her eyes, and her rosy lips were stained with a wonderful luster. Her cheeks moved slightly, and her fingers were completely clean. She seemed a little dissatisfied, and her pink tongue gently licked her lips.
Looking at Roland who was stunned, Du Juan's mouth corners slightly raised.
"Well... Your Highness, do you have any questions?" A slightly teasing voice came from Du Juan's mouth. Before Roland responded, Cheryl was pulled up by Du Juan and pushed into Carter's arms behind him, and she sat on Roland's thighs facing him.
Feeling the soft touch on her thighs and the fragrance that came to her nose, which seemed to contain some strange and familiar smells, she lowered her head to see the white and tender breasts, and even saw a little bit of shallow areola swaying at the edge of the collar.
Du Juan's pretty face suddenly came close to her, and she could even feel the hot air exhaled from her mouth and nose.
Roland subconsciously hugged Dujuan's slender waist.
"Your Highness, I have some things to confirm with you tonight. As for Cheryl, how about letting her serve your loyal guardian knight?"
Cheryl turned back in surprise and looked at Roland for help.
"Miss Dujuan, this..." But before Roland finished speaking, he felt his lower body tighten, and a soft little hand grabbed his hard cock through his pants.
"Your Highness, it's getting hard, you want to see it too..." Dujuan's voice came softly from his ear.
Looking at Cheryl, who was naked in Carter's arms, Roland swallowed his saliva and didn't care what Du Juan said about wanting to confirm something with him.
He said in a mysterious way: "It's okay. Carter is my guardian knight. Even on the night of my wedding, Carter will protect me in the bridal chamber. Cheryl, you should serve him well tonight."
Cheryl opened her mouth, but couldn't utter any words. She thought she had caught the eyes of His Highness, but she didn't expect such a result. Who should she serve tomorrow if she served his guardian knight today? Moreover, do I have the right to refuse?
"Yes, Your Highness..."
"Your Highness, Knight Carter still needs to protect you. Just serve here. My bed is right next to you. I believe Knight Carter won't mind." Du Juan's devilish words sounded again.
For Carter, this is really not a special thing. Since His Highness said so, he should have fun with this village girl tonight, and Miss Du Juan looked like this. I can't touch her tonight.
Under the gaze of Roland and Du Juan, Carter pulled Cheryl to the bed.
Carter sat down with great force, and when his belt loosened, a huge and thick penis was exposed.
"Come, help me lick it."
Cheryl heard Carter's order, slowly knelt between his legs, looked at the steaming hot cock in front of her, and swallowed it into her mouth.
Unfortunately, Carter's cock was too big, and Cheryl could only swallow half of it with all her strength. Her tongue was close to the shaft and slowly moved.
Carter was obviously not satisfied. He held Cheryl's head with both hands and pressed hard without mercy. As Cheryl struggled, Carter's cock passed through the soft flesh of the throat and went straight into Cheryl's esophagus, so that Cheryl's throat became thicker.
How could Cheryl resist the strong Carter? She could only breathe through her nose with all her strength to avoid suffocation, while Carter had already grabbed Cheryl's hair and started to thrust into her esophagus as if it were a vagina.
Roland looked at Cheryl being humiliated by Carter, and the dark desire in his heart grew stronger. At this moment, Dujuan's delicate body had already pressed against him.
"Your Highness, do you want to know what the liquid that dripped on my chest was?"
Roland swallowed deeply again. Although he had guessed the answer, he still followed Dujuan's words and asked,
"Then...what is this?"
Dujuan smiled slightly and moved her body forward. Roland's hot cock was already pressed against her lower abdomen. Dujuan opened her mouth and gently bit Roland's earlobe, whispering, "It's semen, the semen of other men."
Roland was shocked when he heard this, and his hands moved down from Dujuan's slender waist, suddenly grabbed her plump buttocks, and pressed them towards him, letting Dujuan's lower abdomen gently rub against the cock that was about to explode.
Du Juan released Roland's earlobe and slowly kissed his cheek.
"There are many customers tonight. It's all because of your highness's contribution. You've given everyone more money, so they all come to Iris to find prostitutes. But then, there aren't enough prostitutes in Iris. I have to go out and accompany those stinky men."
"Your highness, how are you going to compensate me?"
Roland couldn't respond because Du Juan's sweet lips had sealed his words. Her flexible tongue took the initiative to come in and exchange saliva with Roland, and then tried to swallow it. At the same time, Du Juan swung her hips slightly and used her soft vagina to massage Roland's penis.
When their lips parted, Du Juan panted and gently licked the saliva left at the corner of Roland's mouth.
"Your Highness is still gentle. Those stinky men are too rough. They pinched my breasts and hurt them."
As Dujuan unbuttoned her clothes, the plump breasts with red marks came into Roland's eyes. Roland, with red eyes, took one in each hand and enjoyed the soft breast meat to his heart's content. He even stuffed the bright red nipples into his mouth and used his tongue to tease the nipples that had become hard.
Dujuan looked at Roland's eagerness and did not stop him. She could see the thriving desire in Roland's heart.
Thinking of this, Dujuan propped herself up, untied Roland's belt with her flexible little hands, took out the hot cock, and then lifted her skirt. Dujuan, who had just received a customer, of course did not wear underwear. She aimed slightly, moved her hips down, and Roland's cock entered the wet vagina.
"Well... so big... so comfortable."
Dujuan sat down deeply, and the vagina swallowed the cock completely. Without waiting for a moment, she stood up again and started pistoning.
Roland was enjoying Dujuan's beautiful breasts and riding service. He looked sideways and saw that Carter had already pressed Cheryl down on the bed, with her two thin legs spread apart. Roland could clearly see Carter's thick cock going in and out of Cheryl's hole, and Cheryl could only make some intermittent noises from being fucked.
"Hmm? Your Highness, do you think my pussy is uncomfortable? Why are you looking over there?" Dujuan's charming voice sounded again.
"Ah, no, Dujuan's pussy... is very comfortable"
"Is it because it's not tight enough? That's right, after all, I was just filled with semen from another man..."
"What..." Roland was a little surprised, but he did use more force to hold Du Juan's breast.
"Your Highness's cock is stirring other people's semen in my little hole. How about that, does Your Highness hate it?" Du Juan seemed to have insight into some facts and smiled strangely.
"............"
"Let's change positions and go to the window. There are things I want to show Your Highness."
After a short silence, Du Juan changed the subject in vain, stood up and came to the window, held the window frame with both hands, raised her hips, and shook them hard towards Roland, while the white semen was constantly oozing out of the hole.
Roland came behind Du Juan with his hard cock, looked at the hole that was still oozing semen, and silently blocked it with his cock, then grabbed Du Juan's dangling breasts from behind with both hands, and started to thrust hard with his lower body.
"Pah pah pah pah" the lower abdomen and buttocks collided rapidly, and Du Juan couldn't help but let out a charming moan. However, the reason why Du Juan came to the bed was not just to do it from behind.
"Your Highness, do you know what they are doing down there?"
"Hu...Hu...Hu...What?" Roland, who was eager to vent his desire, looked down and saw that in the dim alley below, there were a dozen men pushing and shoving and lining up in two teams.
"What are they doing?" Roland knew it well, but he still expressed doubts.
"Your Highness, do you know that there are many girls who want to make quick money and come to this alley? They will cover their heads and upper bodies with robes, leaving only their lower bodies exposed. Then the men who are interested will give them money, and then they will fuck her like we are doing now. When they are done, it will be the next one's turn. Because you can't see her face, the girls charge very low fees and are very popular. Moreover, they are all from good families and their pussies are tighter than those of prostitutes, so men will feel more comfortable."
Listening to Du Juan telling these secrets, Roland looked at the men queuing below. Although he couldn't see the girl lying on the wall being fucked due to his line of sight, just imagining it made his sexual desire double, and his lower body couldn't help but work harder.
"Ah...ah...um...hum...your Highness...be gentle, I know...you like this..." Du Juan supported herself on the windowsill with both hands, barely enduring Roland's impact.
"Your Highness, do you know who is the woman doing this?"
"Who is it? Whose wife?" Roland fantasized that his subordinate's wife was being raped by men in the dark alley.
"It's Anna and Nightingale..." A faint voice came.