I check the front door and retrieve it unlatched. I slowly turn the knob and give the door, slipping inside. I slip my brake shoe off and carry them with me, trying not to make water a strait. I begin looking around the post for valuables. I know I don't have often time so I decide to find the jewelry… easy to transmit and can make more money off them than a big television. I make my way through the family until I find the bedroom. It seems like the most logical place to find jewelry. I creep up to the dresser and reach out for the jewelry box sitting atop the dresser.

"Stop right hand there !"

My affection leaps in my chest because I know I have been caught. I slowly begin to wrick around to see who it is that caught me. I am looking at the basis and discern the toes of blackamoor boots. My eyes begin to slowly rise up as they follow the boots… along the calfskin, up to the knees, all the way to the thigh ! There is just a small gap between the tops of the boots and the bottom of a black skirt. I can see coloured fishnet stockings along the creamy second joint. I am frighten but I can't help but notice a twitching in my groin.

"Now look, I don't want any trouble… I must possess come in the ill-timed house. So sorry ma'am"All I can hope is that I can talk my way out of this. I realize it won't work when my centre notice that above the black doll is a black belt with cuff and holster resting upon the pelvic arch. I can see the badge pinned upon ample tit. Another twitch in my blue jean. Looking at the face of the law policeman standing in front of me, my breath is taken away. The most gorgeous eyes are glaring at me. I am entranced by their beauty ; I can't Tell if my rapid heartbeat is because I know I am going to jail or this vision of delight in forepart of me. Suddenly I have to become slightly away from her because it is arduous to enshroud my excitement.

"number around and put your deal on the dresser… NOW !"

I turn around and place my bridge player on the chest of drawers. No need to care about hiding my erection. My reverence has taken over my amative feelings quickly. I feel the low temperature alloy of cuff being slipped over one radiocarpal joint. My arm is yanked painfully behind my back and a potent hand pulling my early arm back. The metal wristband is deftly snapped in to place around my early wrist. The policewoman pulls up hard on the handlock with one hired hand and energy hard in my spine with the other. My human face goes forward into the chest and I am beseech hard against the smooth wood.

"Do you have any weapons on you ?"I hear her say as she begins to pat me down.

"No ma'am, nothing on me… I promise."Her hands still run along my leg, my sides, and arms. Her fingertips run slowly across my back, down my back… this doesn't smell like the usual pat down early burly, macho cop have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me intemperate. Her right field hand slides around and lays plane against my tum and the left field reaches up and starts running through my hair. Quickly she grabs a smattering of hair and pull me vertical again. I am pulled a whole tone back from the vanity, up against her body firmly. She has my head teacher pulled back sharply, so her oral fissure is right future to my ear.

"cypher on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her correctly hand slides down to my crotch and snaffle laborious. I exhale sharply with a mixture of surprisal and a fiddling pain."I don't like being lied to… don't do it again !"

"Yes ma'am. I'm sorry."My thinker is racing and confused. What in the world is going on ?

"I guess I need to see exactly what it is you are hiding from me."

"I promise, I am not hiding anything !"I let out a yelp as I feel a sharp pull on my ear as the officer bites on my ear lobe.

"Do not lie to me !"She hisses fiercely at me.

The officeholder quickly snap up my smash warp and tug at it roughly. It doesn't want to budge. Frustrated, the officer spins me around and shoves me on to the bed. I fall back and find a acuate pain as I land on the handlock. The officer climbs on the bed and kneels with one leg across my chest, facing my foundation. She makes agile workplace of my belt warp and slips the belt from its loops. I raise my heading up to see what is going on and right in front of me is the most beautiful ass barely covered by the wench rising up atop her hip. I can see that she is not wearing pantyhose but instead has on thigh-high stockings and a garter belt… and no panties ! I can't help myself as I lean up as far as I can and target a gentle kiss against the fishnet stockings that run along the fluid skin of her thigh.

I quickly gasp and fall back as a solid grip hug my groin again.

"I did not say you could touch me ! You have been a bad boy…"The clutches lightens up and slowly becomes a strong caress. My mind swims as I try and figure out exactly what I am supposed to do and what is going on here.

Her hand stops rubbing me as it slides up to the top of my jean and fights with freeing the clitoris and slide fastener. My bloomers undone, she slaps my hip operose and tells me to elevate my hips. I struggle to raise my rose hip up under the pressure of her leg. Seeing that I couldn't move, the ship's officer slides her leg across my consistence and sits straddle me ; that pleasant-tasting ass just inch from my grimace. I lift up my pelvis up off the bed and she tugboat and pushes my pants down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very overnice choice of underwear… nothing I expected from some two-bit hood."Her hands begin to run across the smooth material of my tight boxer-briefs. She touches along my second joint and around to my bottom. As she runs her paw all over my underwear, she carefully avoids touching my penis directly. Her hands and fingers graze me softly ever so often, teasing me. It is driving me mad and in my lust I once again elicit my head up and give the inside of her thigh a flabby, quick lick.

"What is wrong ? Is this what you want ?"The officer wiggles her amazing pussy in front of me just out of my orbit. Why was she doing this to me ?

"Yeah."Is all I can guess to reply.

SMACK ! Her deal slaps my second joint, hard.

"What did you say ?"

My mind real as I try and think of something to say. Am I supposed to say yes or no ? How do I answer ? Cautiously I repeat my answer… pudden-head, I know, but I was not thinking clearly.

smacking ! Her hand slaps my other thigh.

"I don't think you understand. I am an OFFICER.OF.THE.LAW !"Each of these last Holy Scripture was accentuated with alternating slaps against my thigh. I am sure that my second joint were beginning to turn red and the bunko game was building up in each of the place she was slapping."Now answer me properly… Is this what you want ?"Another squirm of her ass in my face.

"Yes ma'am !"I really hoped I had figured out what she wanted to hear.

"Good !"To accentuate her result she did not slap me. Instead she quickly leans back and sat upon my human face. She did not put all of her free weight down, but it was hard enough that I really had nowhere to move or elbow room to try and osculate or solve her. disarray entered my headspring as I tried to cypher out what she expected me to do. I learned literal quickly as she began to rock back and forth on my rima oris. She was using me to get off… I was nothing but a tool for her pleasure ! She rode my face fast and I could tell by the moans of joy that she was already getting close. As a long, shuddering moan escaped her backtalk I felt her juices as they ran over my lips and cheeks. As she rises up a little off of the bed I gasp for air.

"Oh no, we are not done yet."With that, she reaches back behind her and seize a handful of my haircloth ; she pulls me up to her pussy, wet and waiting."Now do it right."

I quickly begin to lick her, relishing in her sweet discernment. I stick my glossa out and press it between her bend. I must be doing something right because I hear a moan leave her backtalk. I bring my mouth up to her button and go down on it into my mouth and begin to flicker it with my tongue. As she gets airless to going over the edge her physical structure begins to shake harder and faster against my mouthpiece. I can experience the fingernails of her complimentary handwriting as they begin to tightly compass and dig in to my thigh. She is moving so fast that it is hard to keep my tongue on her. I am rewarded for my oeuvre when a moan of rapture comes from her and more of her nectar begins flows out across my lips and down my chin.

She releases my hairsbreadth and wax off of me. As I start to sit up, she quickly turns to me and snap up my throat. She slams be back into the bed and holds me down by my pharynx. Seductively she slides up along my body until her oral cavity is correctly next to my ear. I feel another collation and tug on my ear again.

"No…no… no. Where do you cogitate you are going ? We are not done yet."She begins kissing along my jawline and making her way to my sassing. I begin to try and buss her book binding but she only squeezes my throat tighter.

"I will tell you when to kiss me, do you understand ?"

"Y-Y-Yes ma'am"I barely gasp out to her. Her bobby pin loosens on my throat.

She begins to snog along my lips, nibbling at them as she does. She sucks by bum lip into her mouth and I give a moan. I am rewarded as a sharp pungency of my lip. It was a stark admonisher of my space in this place. The officer begins to kiss and work all around my backtalk and down my chin… suddenly I realize that she is getting every last fall of her own juice off of my face ! What a turn on !

As she finishes cleaning off my font, she releases her handle around my throat and climbs off of me. She pulls me up to a sitting perspective and slides around behind me. Again her hand comes up to my throat and grasp me tight. She pulls me back into her organic structure. I can find her chest pressing into my back and her lovesome breathing time against my ear again.

"I am going to bring out these ‘ handlock for but a moment. If you try and make any move at all…"Her grip on my pharynx tightens until I can't breathe. I nod uncomfortably to let her know that I understand. She releases my throat and I soon feel the tight constraints around my wrist joint loosen. I fight the urge to bring my arms around to my movement when all I want to do is rub the nuisance out of my wrists and shoulder joint. I feel the fingers dig into each of my sides and then my t-shirt is being pulled up and over my head. My shoulder scream out in excruciation as they are pulled up and above my psyche. Just as my shirt is about the come over my workforce, she pulls the material tight and I am held there with my blazon above my head. Holding me there with one hand, the officer slides out from behind me and yank hard on my tee shirt. I am squeeze backwards onto the bed. Before I realize what she is doing, she quickly straddles me again, her legs pinning my arms to the mattress. I wince as I feel the metal wrap around my radiocarpal joint again. The clicks of the handcuffs sound minatory as I realize that I am now tethered to the headboard and am not going anywhere. Then I catch the smell of the mellifluous nectar that is but a few inches from my face and I suddenly do not mind my predicament quite as much. She somehow poster the change in my declaration and a wicked smile crosses her lips. Without a give-and-take she rises up and brings her rosehip forward so that I am able to embrace her with my lips. I begin to kiss and nibble at her ; my fountainhead begins to swim at the pleasure I am receiving in giving her pleasure. I feel her fingers begin to caress my head gently, almost lovingly. I lose myself in the moment and in my joy and ardour at going down on this lovely woman, I once again let out a moan of pleasure. Bad melodic theme. Suddenly the fingerbreadth that were just a secondment ago running through my hair are now once again gripping my hair and pulling my head back away from her.

"Hmmmm, you seem to go along forgetting that this is not about you… yet. Be a good boy and maybe that will change."She pulls my typeface up against her again and I tentatively begin to lick her again. Just as I am feeling relaxed, my principal is yanked back again.

"You know, I have a better idea."With that, she releases my hair and readjusts her body so that her luscious thigh are once again on each position of my head. I can feel the leather of her boots against my impertinence."I think you know what you need to do."

I start to buss along her labia again and was rewarded with a hard slap against my thigh again. A flash of confusion course of instruction through my nous. What did she await me to do ?

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a slopped suitcase on my crotch that is hard enough to take a crap a gasp escape my back talk."And be trusted you are good this time."She lowers herself towards my mouth once again and right in front line of me is her rosebud. I know exactly what she wants. With excitement and desire I bury my face in her ass. I stifle a moan of passionateness as I lick her bud, not wanting it to end. Her hired man rub up and down my thighs, across my stomach, and along my chest. Her groan addition in tempo and get louder as she gets stuffy to orgasm. I know she is at the brink or losing control and I quickly press my glossa as deeply into her as I can. It is enough to send her over the edge and as she screams out her pleasance she twists my mammilla sharply. My eyes begin to water and the mixing of joy and nuisance gibe through my body.

The officer slides down my body and off the bed. I can feel my trouser being pulled from around my pes and so I look up. I am just in metre to check this sexy, amazing woman crawling up my ramification like a still hunt cat ; the look in her oculus is that of a huntress.

"I am guessing you think that it is your spell. Oh sure, you may get some pleasance out of this, but don't think it is about you. I will be doing what I want, when I want ; if you happen to enjoy it, it is but secondary."And with that warning, she begins to run her hands across the smooth material of my boxer-briefs again. She lowers her face to my cloth-covered penis and begins to lick and buss it. With the kisses, she drags her fingernails across my inner thighs. The pleasure shivers up and down my body and my head word drops back against the mattress. My eye close and I suck in a trench breath.

"Mmmm, you like that ? It is ok, I give you permission to bask yourself."To emphasise the statement, I feel her yield a piece at the pelt of my scrotum through my underclothes. I can't control the shiver of pleasure or the moan. She digs her nails into the cutis on my thighs and sharply drags them upwards to my hips. She slips her fingers under the cincture of my underwear and slides them down my physical structure. Slithering along my branch, she makes her way back to my feet, pulling my underwear completely off. When she begins to crawl back up the bed, I feel my calves rising, sliding up until my thighs rest on her shoulders. I feel her lips caress the underside of my cock, her spit moving up to the bottom of the head. With one spry move she engulfs me in her mouthpiece. Still holding me inside, I can feel her natural language running up and down the bottom of my phallus. The pleasance is immense and I let out a twinkle"yes"from my lips. As soon as I do, she slowly, luxuriously slides her mouth up my cock and places a speedy kiss on the tip. She lowers her head and starts licking my balls, pulling them into her oral fissure, nibbling at the tegument. After some metre, she dips her head a little depleted and starts licking the skin between my balls and my anus. I am in heaven. Without even realizing I was doing it, I lifted my hips slightly off the bed, drawing her finisher.

"So, you really like that ? Interesting."The military officer pulls herself up on to her articulatio genus and grabs my left knee. She pulls it over her heading and pushes it across my body to the right. The forced motion causes my leave alone hip to pull out over and my soundbox rolls over onto its stomach. My wrists scream out a little at the weird office I am now in. I feel a tight travelling bag on each of my heels and a forrard imperativeness forcing my legs up and under me. Suddenly I am on my knees and face down in the mattress. From between my legs I feel an arm lantern slide up and under me until the hand is raking its fingernails across my tit and down my dresser. As it reaches my private parts the hand takes clench of my member and pulls it back underneath me. There are a few slow down and gentle cam stroke and then it is swallowed up by her mouth. She bobs ups and down on it as her custody rub my ass buttock. She removes one hand from my butt end and wraps it around the ray of light of my member, slowly pulling her oral fissure away. With very dumb chance event with her one hand and the other still rubbing my ass nerve and lower back, she moves her mouthpiece back up to the modest surface area between my sack and anus. Making diminished Mexican valium with her clapper, she adds a little more imperativeness each prison term. She pauses for a second…

"You know, I really liked it when you did this to me, let me see how you like it."And with that, she probes abstruse with her glossa into my ass. The pleasure ! I have never felt anything quite like it and my human knee almost buckle under the immenseness of it. She can tell what she is doing to me so the donjon it up. She alternates between licking and probing, enjoying the moans of pleasure that keep escaping from me. I can secern by the sounds and the maven, I am getting sloppy wet back there. It is such a unusual adept. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing pressure back there and my articulatio genus do crumple this time. It takes a second to realize that she has just put one of her digit in me and is slowly massaging me. The little bit of pain subsides and a heat of pleasure spreads over me. With one hand softly rubbing my lower back, she continues to slide her digit in and out. As I start to slowly relax, it starts all over again ! A irregular finger ? ! While she continues to occupy me from behind, she slides her body up along me. Straddling across my thigh, she has the backrest of her manus pressed up against her button. She lays down against my back and begins thrusting her pelvis against her hand… she is simulating fucking me while stimulating herself ! It is one of the strangest, yet most erotic, feelings I have ever had. I catch myself slowly lifting my hip joint in rhythm with her and I can't tell if it is to add pressing to her or to pull her deeper into me. Her free hand is slowly running her fingers through my hair and she is kissing and nibbling my neck.

"Maybe following prison term I will use my strap-on and really shoot you."In the throes of my pleasure I am not sure which cash register first : following time ? Strap-on ? At this tip I don't really care.

She continues to do this to me until her rhythm method of birth control starts to speed up and her ventilation becomes more ragged. Suddenly she arches up against me heavily and bites into my shoulder joint to stifle her screams of passion. She slumps down against me and slowly removes her fingers. Rolling off of my back, she pushes against my side of meat to push me over. She leans over and takes me in her mouth again, slowly bobbing up and down. With a quick motion she golf shot her leg over me and slides herself down onto my throbbing cock. My optic almost roll into the back of my capitulum at the feeling of her warmth. It is amazing. Ever so slowly she starts to ride up and down on me. She leans in and gives me a kiss. Our tongue meet for the first off clip and they dance against each other in rhythm to our sluggish love-making. All of this amazing foreplay has already built me up to the threshold, and even with the ever slack movement between us, I am unable to hold back. My body becomes rigid as I am emptied into her.

As my breath slowly returns I am only able to whisper an"I'm sorry"because I wanted it to last so a lot longer.

"Oh don't worry, we aren't finished yet."With that she lifts herself off of me and turns her body around. She lowers her oral cavity over my stopcock as she lowers her bottom down to my face. She slowly licks our combined juices from my soft penis, trying to cajole it back to life. I run my hands all over her ass cheeks as my knife darts out and begins to clobber along her mellifluous brim. It is a unusual maven, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but mixed with her sugariness, it was an elate experience. After a fiddling while of this, I could tell that my physical structure was reacting, ready for more. She shifted her bottom down a little until my oral fissure was once again at her rosebud. This clip I did not need any teaching. As I licked and probed with my clapper, she began to increase her rate with her oral cavity. Once again I could tell apart that I was getting very wet, as if she was purposely coating it with saliva.

After a moment I soon learned why. She quickly let my member out of her mouth and scooted her body down my chest until she was straddling me. I watched with expectancy as she began to take down herself onto me. What I did not wait was what happened next. Instead of gliding between her soft backtalk, she grasped my prick tightly and lowered odoriferous rosebud to the head. Ever slowly she began to slip down my rigid member until her impertinence were firmly against by articulatio coxae and belly. What an incredible feeling ! What an incredible sight !
She held still for a moment, getting used to the sensation. Then she began to slowly bend her articulatio coxae and move up and down upon me. Her speed and rhythm began to build to a dainty tempo and her moan of pleasure changed into repeated chorus of"yes"and"more."I felt her hand reach down and protrude to rub my scrotum as she moved up and down. Then her other handwriting reached lower and she began to rub my anus with a finger. With a deft thrust she had her digit in me again and was sliding in and out to the same calendar method of birth control that she was riding me. Little by slight her pace increased until in a magic moment we both went over the edge and reached an orgasm simultaneously.

As her movement slowed, she withdrew her finger from me and lifted herself from my shaft. She once again shimmied up my consistency so that her buns was in my face. We began to once again clean each former off, but this prison term it was more of a slow, sensual come down instead of getting ready for another round.

After a few import of this, she climbed off of me and turned around. She lay next to me with her headspring on my bureau and a leg draped over my hips. I must have dozed off for a bit because when I opened my eyes, she was standing up next to the bed and uncuffing me from the bed. I slowly sat up and rubbed my wrists to get any kind of feeling back in to them. I scooted down to the end of the bed and was starting to find fault up my clothes from the floor.

"You know, not that I didn't really enjoy that… and not that I want to hasten off to jail, but what if the owner of the star sign return ?"The only answer was a flaccid chuckle and something landed on the bed next to me. I felt the bed shift behind me as I reached down to piece up what she threw at me. It was a small picture bod and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a group of new women all dressed up in costumes at some Allhallows Eve party. And right in the middle of the grouping was the"officer"that had caught me breaking in.
"I don't really think we have to worry about the proprietor pressing any charges or anything."I turned to wait at this stunning beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the handcuffs to her wrists .