"Ah~ ahh~ ah~" Margaret tries to cover her face with her delicate hands, looking at Arthur through her fingers with a blushing and shy expression, heavy breathing while her body feels absolutely great.
After drinking a lot of her precious juice, he releases her legs and casts a grateful smile at her. "Thank you, honey, it was delicious."
Margaret feels a combo of wonderful emotions; her feelings for Arthur reach even higher peaks as she also experiences the pride of pleasing her lover. But no matter how much he enjoyed her sacred flower's nectar, she sees that as him having done all the hard work and she reaping the fruits.
"Darling~" She tosses a pleading glance at him, especially towards his waist and the big hard thing that is poking against his pants from inside. "Let me do it for you; I want to make you feel good, too, pleasee~"
