Sarah’s door was cracked open enough for me to peek inside and, I didn’t understand at the time what I saw, I just knew I wanted to keep watching....arah was on her bed with one leg up high against the post, (she is very flexible, she has been practicing kick boxing since I was born) and her other leg spread on the bed as wide as possible. She was rubbing her clit, which to me looked like she was scratching the hell out of it, really fast. She was moaning and groaning really loudly. When she sat. Once I got her upstairs to her bedroom, I laid her gently on her bed, and then I faced a problem. Far from letting go of my neck, she clung on tightly.“Don’t go David,” she muttered, “stay with me please.”“I’ll stay until you’re asleep, but then I’ll have to go. I’ll come back in the morning,” I said.“Promise?” she asked.“I promise,” I said.“Can I have a goodnight kiss?” she asked.I just nodded and lowered my lips to hers.“Goodnight Cal,” I said softly, “sleep well.”“Goodnight David,” she. Oblivious to the fact we were stood together on a crowded dance floor, My hands shot up Deena's tiny white dress and began massaging her firm arse. My fingers ran along her cotton panties, worked their way along her arse crack and weighed her cheeks. I felt my cock to swell to bursting point.Deena broke free. "Hold on Mr." She then took my hand. "Let's dance."I hate dancing, but I was willing to do anything Deena told me. We boogied across the floor, cutting through plastic cups and empty. At 27 years old, 5'9, 125 lb, eye catching brunette works as a bail enforcementagent more commonly known as a skip tracer or bounty hunter. She is employedby the Acme Bail Bond Agency of New York City. Her job is to track down, arrestand transport bail jumpers to jail to protect the company from the financialconsequences of forfeiting its bail bond. Cindy pursues both male and female jumpers but females are her favorite.After finishing a workout at the health club Cindy answered a voice mail.