Elizabeth's Sitting Room

I walk in to my wife's sitting room and see her sitting by the window, gracefully, reading a book. I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist. Hello my love....

How do you like your new home? I say as I trail kisses down her slender neck. Any changes that you wish to make is okay with me. I just want to make you happy.

You are truly hard to resist....Oh My.....I start to feel my manhood begin to stiffen. I turn her to face me and I kiss her more deeply and passionately than ever before. I pick her up, still kissing her....

I push her up against the wall, feverishly kissing her plump lips,slender neck, beautiful bosom. Unlacing my breeches, my manhood becomes exposed and looks for her sweet spot. With one push up of her dress, I enter her hard and deep....

We cannot seem to get enough of each other. I bring her over onto the couch, sitting down with her sitting on me. My hands are upon her hips, guiding her movements on me. Its like she is experienced already as she removes my hands and moves herself. I cup her perky breasts, teasing her erect nipples with my tongue.

She quickens her pace, faster and faster, harder and harder. We cannot get enough of each other. I feel my body begin to shiver as each wave of pleasure crashes into me. I feel her sweet spot tighten around me as I thrust her down onto me hard as my seed spills into her once again. Sweating and fully satisfied once again, I bring her face do mine and kiss her softly, At this rate my love, we will be parents in no time.

As long as our children are healthy, then I do not care if they are sons or daughters. The practice in making them is what I enjoy. She still sits on top of me, my manhood still in her. I do wish to honor a wonderful man by naming our first son after him.

My fingers gently run all over her breasts. I feel that naming him this will make our relationship that much stronger. I take a deep breath, I wish to name him Jasper.

I look to her curiously, Whats wrong? Is it a bad choice? I don't want to upset anyone. My head falls back onto the back of the couch....

I have arrived and feel more nervous than I can say. I knock the door slightly as I straighten out my pale blue gown and arrange my auburn hair so it falls nicely down my chest to my waist.

I carefully and quietly open the door, shutting it behind me as I enter,"Your Highness,"I say lightly and curtsey, my gown spilling around me as I stare at the ground.

"Yes, your highness,"I whisper and stand up, pleased that she seems kind.