"That wasn't so hard, was it?" Aeric asked her with a cunning smile.
Her eyes softened as she gazed at him, moving her hips softly and causing his cock to rub on her ass. "Why... Why are you taking so long? I've said it, I've admitted that I want your cock, Son Aeric. Why not give it to me now? Please put it in?"
Aeric scratched the back of his head, flustered by her excitement for his cock. "Calm down, calm down, Lady Edna. Of course I'll give you my cock. But for today, you're going to be the one doing all the work."
The midwife lifted her head to look at him. "Huh? How... do you mean, Son Aeric?"
The prince sprawled on the bed beside her, arms on the back of his head like a pillow while his cock stood high like a towering meat stick. A glorious, royal, towering meat stick.
"You're going to ride me," Aeric replied. "I know you're a healer and you've probably never worked in a farm, but you do know cowgirl position, right?"