Sarah said in a languid sexy voice, finishing licking her finger and still looking at how Charles leisurely jerked off, looking at Sarah.

She slowly ran her palms over her body, continuing to squirm sexually to the slow music. Her fingers hooked the bra straps and quietly began to pull them off her shoulder.

- Oops...

- Yes, yes, don't stop

Charles spoke in response while Sarah danced a striptease for him in the backyard of his rich country house.

- Do you like my ass?

Standing without a bra and turning her back to Charles, Sarah said, twirling her ass. And Charles was already close, which confused her a little and took away her smile a little, although Charles didn’t even notice it

“So fast...” Sarah thought, but still decided that apparently Chprz decided to finish faster than usual today. And, pretending that she had stumbled, she sat on her knees, putting her ass under the dick of Charles, who loved to fuck in the doggy style

- Oh yeah, honey, fuck me, ahhh

Feeling Charles pulling her hair, Sarah moaned, experiencing strange feelings at that moment that were still completely unfamiliar to her. As if it was all wrong and right at the same time.

Sarah was the manager of an elite brothel and for her 29 years of age this was a great achievement. And although her work was mainly management, she kept the main and important clients for herself, as was Charles McClane, one of the high-ranking officials in New York.

And this was due not only to the fact that these clients were valuable to her. Sarah was often the intermediary for the transfer of bribes or other important documents between various high-ranking people. Her role here was key. Sex and prostitution were just a cover for the last few months - the main thing was the transfer of money and important documents, but no one refused Sarah’s sexual services, and she... she pretended that she wanted it herself, so as not to give out secret information that she is actually a young 22 year old undercover cop Adam Jackson.