The smile on his face began to grow, not by a lot but slowly. The magic she was weaving was starting to work and for once Marshall was a little excited to play the game with her. He sighed at her, throwing his wall back up but decided to enjoy himself and ignore the confusion if she was sincere in her actions to please him or she was just another working girl looking to make a buck. She was a confusing one, after her confession yet her behavior he no longer cared to think about it and instead moved his hands to undo the bow at the top of her bustier.<br/><br/>He tugged the knot free and began to loosen the laces until he was able to pull it down over her wide hips and collect at her ankles. With his hands at her hips he pulled her back until she sat on his lap, his cock resting up her spine as he moved his hands around her body to grab at her breasts. To hold a woman like that made his senses overload as he began to hunger for her more and more. He did not say anything, he let his face bury itself between her shoulder blades and the nape of her neck as he began to grope and fondle at her breasts. The man took in deep breaths of her scent, she smelled lovely as always. One hand moved south as his eyes closed and he imagined she was someone else for a moment. He would never tell her that, she knew the jealously would explode most likely if she knew he was thinking of another, that his touch was meant for another woman. His hands slid between her thighs, tugging impatiently at what she still wore but continued to manhandle her as he lost himself to past pleasant thoughts, the few ones he still had.