Henry Norris's bedroom

He turned from the window and saw an even better sight, Margaret sitting up in bed. He smiled as she sheet fell away revealing the perfect mounds of her breasts. He went to her and sat on the bed, gently holding her head and giving her a good morning kiss. Good morning, sweet Margaret. I trust you slept well?

She didn't care that she wasn't covered up, he had seen her in all her naturalness enough for her to be comfortable with him in such a state. She kisses Henry back. "I slept very well, thank you! What of you?" She looks into his eyes, gettig up uncovered in any way and pours herself a glass of ale, sipping from it.

He watched with interest as she walked about with no clothes, and he felt himself aroused again. You gave me a most restful night...afterwards he grinned. You look like Venus..

She felt his eyes on her as she moved around. She turned around and smiled to him, sitting in a chair. "And you gave me the same! You look like Zeus!"

He patted his lap. Come here sweet Margaret. Sit in my lap/

She puts her cup down and goes to him. "This better, darling?"

Much better, my love. He brushed her fiery red hair behind her ear and began small kisses down the side of her neck.

Margaret leans into him as he trails little kisses down her neck, sighing. "Are you trying to seduce me, Henry? I don't want you to be late for your business with His Majesty."

It's early yet. Whatever business can wait. He ran his hands down her body, kissing her bare shoulders down to her perky breasts, softly kissing each pale pink nipple.

She moans as as his kisses move from her shoulders down to her breasts on top of her nipples. She moves and straddles him, giving him better access to her breasts, pressing them into his face.

He buried his face in her magnificent breasts, kissing and gently biting the soft flesh. He began to get hard again, and wanted her in an animalistic way. Margaret dear, I want to do so many things to you...where to start first?

She sighs softly when he kisses and gently bites her breasts and she felt him get hard underneath her. "Henry darling, start where you want to first!" She tuns his face up a little to hers, kissing his lips deep and passionately.

Still kissing her, he brought her to the bed and laid her down. He knelt before her at the edge of the bed and kissed all along her thighs, gently spreading them. He let his lips and tongue linger on her womanhood, looking up to see if she enjoyed it.

She smiles as he carries her to the bed, laying her down gently. She feels his kisses to her legs up to her thighs and sighs. Once his lips and tongue hit her womanhood, she moans and looks down at him and reaches out and grasps the back of his head.

He delved his tongue within her, tasting her sweet sauce. He ran his hands along her body and caressed her soft breasts.

She moans when his tongue goes deeper within her womanhood, her hips twitching a little. Her hands slowly go up his arms as he cups and squeezes her breasts, covering his hands.

He kissed all around her womanhood, flicking his tongue across her hard nub of flesh. His hands on her breast gently pinched at her nipples turning them into hard nubs as well.

Her entire body awakened with pleasure. One hand gently pulls his hair as his tongue goes over her sensitive nub as the other goes to his hand on her breast and rubs his arm.

He lapped up her juices, tasting the sweet and musky flavors. His hands on her thighs, he kept at pleasuring her, his own hardness growing, needing to be one with her as he devoured her.

She felt herself close to climax. Her body trembles as he keeps kissing and licking her intimately as she moans and gives a sharp pull on his hair. "Oh Henry, I need you inside me!"

At her command, he moved over her lithe body, spread her thighs apart and entered her, moaning aloud at her tightness and warmth.

She watches him move over her and opens her legs wide for him, gasping and moaning as he enters her, his manhood hard and deep within her.

He leaned down to kiss her breasts, still thrusting inside her sweet warmth. He pinned her legs beneath his arms, keeping control of their movements.

She moans and runs her fingers through his hair as he kisses her breasts, moaning louder from the deepened position he makes by holding down her legs.

From this angle he thrust harder into her core, she was so fully open to him. He cradled her head with one hand, feverishly kissing her forehead, her face, her hair...