The priest entered their queen's house with almost hesitant footsteps. She could hear sucking and moans from outside of the house.
It meant that their queen was enjoying her special time with her concubines. This was necessary to secure the next heir for the throne in case something happened to their queen.
But in all the centuries their queen had been alive, no heir had been born from her. And this curse had plagued their village into being worried all the time.
They had tried all kind of women and their queen had tried to impregnate them all in various ways. But nothing seemed to have worked.
"A-Ah, my queen. You are so big and deep into me. It feels so good. Y-You will fuck me pregnant for sure."
The woman who was assigned to the queen's quarters today cried out in blessing. The priest was sure that her queen's huge rod must be ramming into her concubine. It must be rubbing all her sensitive places and rubbing her sweet spots.
