Henry Norris's bedroom

She smiles down at him. "Surely I don't! No man other than you has ever paid me a compliment." She feels him harden again and sighs when his manhood rubs against her womanhood.

"Show me the man who gives you a lecherous look and I'll thrash him," Norris said with a smile. He looked up at his woman and grinned, teasing her soft womanhood with his tip. By now he was fully erect and ready to make love to her.

She smiles and moans when he teases her womanhood with the tip of his manhood. She pulled him to her and kissed him gently. "My love, I want you again!" she whispers into his ear.

At her command he put himself inside her, moaning at her warmth, her tightness. Yes....Margaret..." he put his hands on her hips, guiding her movements. He slowly guided her up and down, onto his hard manhood.

She moans and looks down at him, biting her bottom lip. She puts her hands on his chest, riding him slow, her hips rolling with expert slow speed. His manhood hardened inside her, deepening her pleasure with every move she makes.

Henry grimaced with pleasure as he felt how deep she let him go within her. As she rode him he teased and touched the little bud above her sex, it hardened under his touch. He used his hips to thrust against her, going deeper inside her.

She gave a cry of pleasure when he caressed the sensitive bud of her sex, riding him harder with everything she.had. As he eased deeper inside her, she scratches his chest with her nails gently. She places a hand upon one of her breasts, gently playing with her nipple, pulling it.

His hips raised off the bed as her fingernails raked his chest. He saw her playing with her breast and massaged the other perfect globe. He pulled himself up and took her hard pink nipple in his mouth and suckled it.

She moans when his hips rise up and meet hers and she smiles to him as he caresses her breast, playing with it. Her head lolls back when he comes up to kiss and suckle her hardened nipple.

He gently nibbled on her nipple, his teeth grazing it. He took her other breast in his hand and tweaked her other nipple, paying equal attention to that one as well. Gripping her buttocks he guided her up and down as he slid in and out of her tight warmth.

Her hands softly rubbing his neck as he nibbles and tweaks her nipples, a deep moan slipping from her mouth. Something awakens inside her and she rides him harder as his hands firmly grasp her buttocks, she rides him faster and harder, needing to deepen both of their pleasures. She kisses his forehead.

As she rides him harder he fights not to release too soon. He moves her hair away from her neck and kisses it, gently nipping and making small love bites on her neck.

She leans away when he gives little love bites to her neck. She continues to ride him until she feels like she can't take anymore and moves them so he is back atop her. She moans as she moves them.

Holding onto the headboard for support, thrusting over and over into her. He cups her breasts and rakes his hands over her body, wrapping her legs around his waist.

His support from the headboard makes him thrust rougher into her, she moans out from the deepened position as he wraps her legs around his waist. Her hips buck wildly, meeting his in urgent desire and passion.

Grunting and moaning, he knew he was near the finish. Margaret my sweet, I'm so close, I want you to come with me!

She moans turn to a soft screaming. She smiles to him. "Henry, my darling! I will." She feels her womanhood's muscles begin to tighten around his manhood as he keeps thrusting into her.

Feeling her tighten around him, he moaned as he released his seed into her. Oh my love... you are so wonderful..

She felt his seed spill and screamed his name. "Oh Henry, you are fantastic!"

He lay next to her, trying to catch his breath. A light sheen of sweat covered her body and he gently kissed her shoulder, feeling close to her. Oh Margaret.. I don't think there are words yet invented to describe how I feel for you, he said tenderly. He turned her so she was facing him and so he could get lost in her eyes again.

She turns towards him and gazes into his eyes, their bodies lightly covered in sweat. "Oh Henry, I do not need words to know how you feel about me. I know already!" She kisses his chin.

He smiled as she kissed his chin, and wrapped his arms around her to keep her warm though she already felt plenty warm as they lay in the haze of the afterglow.

She layed there in his arms, smiling knowing she was loved by him. The candle light making there skin appear golden. She yawns and slowly falls to sleep, using his chest as her pillow.

In the morning the light through the window awakened Henry, and he smiled to see Margaret laying next to him. He quietly got out of bed and poured a glass of ale and took an apple from a bowl on the table and chewed, opening the window to let in more light.

With then light getting brighter, Margaret wakes up and sees Henry sitting at a table, eating off an apple and drinking a glass of ale. She sat up and smiled, stretching and fixing her hair. "Good morning, my darling!"