Arthur sits on his knees on the bed while positioning Margaret's legs around his waist. In this position, he can see her body from the best angle and brings his hand to her soaked flower, caressing it with his thumb.
"You're already so wet, honey..." He smiles as he takes his finger to his lips, tasting her juices. Unlike the juices of Nyx that seem magical, Margaret's tastes like any normal girl, more sour than sweet and also a bit salty due to her sweat; yet, Arthur loves it too.
"..." Margaret continues in silence, biting her lips out of shyness. Her bold side has no strength when she is feeling so thrilled because her deepest dream will be realized: her becoming one with her lover.
Arthur can see that she can barely wait, but he uses his lips and tongue on her pussy to relax her body to the maximum so she can take his dick more easily.
