I press deeper into her breast, massaging her other breast with my hand and rubbing my thumb over her nipple. She gently presses down into my lap and ...rinds her hips into me. I slowly kiss up her chest and neck, looking up at her, I see her soft eyes look desirously down at me. She leans forward and kisses my lips firmly; our mouths working in unison as she slips her tongue into my mouth.She presses in deeper as I run my hands up her body, squeezing her breasts. I feel my cock grow inside my. Some of them were almost new, while others had only small holes, but some of them were beyond her. She could fix a small hole, that was easy enough, but the ones with huge threadbare patches would go into the scrap pile and get used as rags. The kids were on the bed, while she sat in the overstuffed chair.The pay wasn't much, just few pennies a pair, but they could eat free because Matt had joined up, and both he and Bobby were getting paid too. There wasn't much to spend it on, but they could. " At the mention of "line of work," Marcus Stanton cleared his throat, eyes dropping to the desk blotter as he fiddled with a pen."Yes, well. I have heard that, though little else about you, Mr. Church." His brow furrowed. "In fact, I have but one recommendation for you, and were it not for the source, I'd not be speaking to you."Mr. Church smiled, one corner of his mouth lifting slightly. "I assume that is why you called upon me. Have you prepared the consultation fee?" Marcus hesitated only. ‘What did you do, Grace?’ She knew. Not the details, but she knew. ‘He caught me cheating on him.’ This was unflattering enough. I didn’t want to confess the whole story. ‘He’s angry. He has a right to be. Grace, how could you?’ ‘He’s not, he isn’t there for me enough, physically. I thought I was entitled to more. And he wouldn’t miss it since he’s not that interested.’ ‘He’s not interested or he doesn’t do it as much as you want? Grace, how did you get so selfish?’ ‘You guys made me selfish..