Queen Neticia stirred, the c****x of last night's passion still well written all over her face. Lazily, she opened her eyes and saw it was morning, glancing around, she saw she was still well cuddled in her husband's arms. King Nixon was still asleep, also worn out from the marathon of last night. Neticia watched him sleep, she snuggled deeper into his arms enjoying the feel of his naked body below the blanket. She was naked too, perhaps that was why when their skins touched, she began to pool with need all over and she desired another round...she pressed into him.
Her constant pushing and nudging
caused King Nixon to stir. Gradually, his lashes fluttered open and his gaze fell on his wife, a smile seeped into his expression.
Neticia saw that her husband was finally awake. Good morning
