I check the front door and recover it unlocked. I slowly turn the pommel and open the door, slipping inside. I slip my shoes off and carry them with me, trying not to gain a sound. I begin looking around the place for valuables. I know I don't have much clip so I decide to find the jewelry… easy to carry and can make More money off them than a big television system. I make my way through the house until I find the bedroom. It seems like the most legitimate blank space to find jewellery. I creep up to the dresser and reach out for the jewelry box sitting atop the dresser.

"Stop right there !"

My heart leaps in my chest because I know I have been caught. I slowly begin to turn around to see who it is that caught me. I am looking at the terra firma and spot the toes of black boots. My eyes begin to slowly ascend up as they follow the boots… along the calfskin, up to the articulatio genus, all the way to the thighs ! There is just a small gap between the tops of the kicking and the bottom of a black annulus. I can see drear fishnet stockings along the creamy thigh. I am frighten but I can't assistance but notice a twitching in my groin.

"Now look, I don't want any trouble… I must make come in the wrong theater. So regretful ma'am"All I can hope is that I can utter my way out of this. I realize it won't work when my optic notice that above the black wench is a Shirley Temple knock with cuff and holster resting upon the hips. I can see the badge pinned upon ample breasts. Another twitch in my jeans. Looking at the typeface of the constabulary police officer standing in nominal head of me, my breather is taken away. The most gorgeous heart are glaring at me. I am entranced by their beauty ; I can't Tell if my rapid instant is because I know I am going to jail or this visual sense of delight in front of me. Suddenly I have to turn slightly away from her because it is hard to obscure my excitement.

"tour around and put your hands on the dresser… NOW !"

I turn around and place my manus on the dresser. No need to worry about hiding my erection. My care has taken over my romantic feelings quickly. I feel the cold metal of cuff being slipped over one wrist joint. My arm is yanked painfully behind my backrest and a strong helping hand puff my other arm back. The metal bracelet is deftly snapped in to site around my other wrist. The police matron pulls up hard on the handcuff with one handwriting and pushes hard in my spine with the other. My facial expression goes forward into the dresser and I am pressed 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, aught on me… I promise."Her hands still run along my legs, my incline, and arm. Her fingertips run slowly across my backbone, down my back… this doesn't feel like the common pat down early burly, macho cop have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me heavy. Her right hand microscope slide around and lays flat against my tummy and the left hand reaches up and starts running through my fuzz. Quickly she grabs a handful of whisker and twist me upright again. I am pulled a step back from the dresser, up against her body firmly. She has my brain pulled back sharply, so her sassing is powerful next to my ear.

"zilch on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her right hired man slides down to my crotch and snaffle punishing. I exhale sharply with a mixture of surprise and a little pain."I don't like being lied to… don't do it again !"

"Yes ma'am. I'm sorry."My judgment is racing and confused. What in the mankind 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 officeholder bites on my ear lobe.

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

The ship's officer quickly grabs my belt buckle and tugs 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 palpate a acutely pain as I land on the handcuffs. The officer climbs on the bed and kneels with one leg across my pectus, facing my foundation. She makes spry study of my belt buckle and slips the swath from its loops. I raise my promontory up to see what is going on and decently in straw man of me is the most beautiful ass barely covered by the skirt rising up atop her hips. I can see that she is not wearing pantyhose but instead has on thigh-high stockings and a garter belt… and no panty ! I can't help myself as I lean up as far as I can and place a soft candy kiss against the fishnet stockings that run along the politic hide of her thigh.

I quickly pant and fall back as a warm grip squeezes my groyne again.

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

Her paw stops rubbing me as it slides up to the top of my jeans and fights with freeing the release and zipper. My pant undone, she slaps my hip hard and tells me to farm my pelvis. I struggle to lift my hips up under the force per unit area of her leg. Seeing that I couldn't move, the policeman slides her leg across my body and sits range me ; that voluptuous ass just in from my facial expression. I lift up my pelvis up off the bed and she tower and get-up-and-go my pants down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very overnice alternative of underwear… nada I expected from some two-bit hood."Her hands begin to run across the smooth cloth of my crocked boxer-briefs. She touches along my thighs and around to my bottom. As she runs her custody all over my underwear, she carefully avoids touching my phallus directly. Her work force and fingers graze me softly ever so often, teasing me. It is driving me mad and in my lust I once again raise my head up and collapse the inside of her thigh a soft, quick lick.

"What is incorrect ? Is this what you want ?"The officer wiggles her amaze twat in front of me just out of my ambit. Why was she doing this to me ?

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

flavor ! Her hand smack my thigh, hard.

"What did you say ?"

My intellect real number 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… stupid, I know, but I was not thinking clearly.

SMACK ! Her hand slaps my other thigh.

"I don't think you understand. I am an OFFICER.OF.THE.LAW !"Each of these terminal Word was accentuated with alternating slaps against my thigh. I am sure that my thighs were beginning to turn red and the sting was building up in each of the smudge she was slapping."Now answer me properly… Is this what you want ?"Another wiggle of her ass in my face.

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

"goodness !"To accentuate her answer she did not slap me. Instead she quickly leans back and sat upon my expression. She did not put all of her weight down, but it was heavy enough that I really had nowhere to move or elbow room to try and kiss or figure out her. Confusion entered my head as I tried to figure out what she expected me to do. I learned real quickly as she began to sway back and forth on my sassing. She was using me to get off… I was null but a creature for her joy ! She rode my face fast and I could recite by the groan of pleasure that she was already getting close. As a long, shuddering moan escaped her lips I felt her juice as they ran over my brim and cheeks. As she rises up a piffling 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 hair ; she pulls me up to her pussycat, wet and waiting."Now do it right."

I quickly begin to lick her, relishing in her sweet discernment. I stick my lingua out and constrict it between her folds. I must be doing something right because I hear a groan leave her lips. I bring my mouth up to her clitoris and absorb it into my mouth and begin to flip it with my glossa. As she gets closer to going over the sharpness her torso begins to rock harder and faster against my rima oris. I can feel the fingernails of her innocent hand as they begin to tightly hold 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 ecstasy comes from her and more than of her nectar begins flows out across my brim and down my chin.

She releases my hair and mount off of me. As I start to sit up, she quickly turns to me and catch my throat. She slams be back into the bed and holds me down by my throat. Seductively she slides up along my torso until her mouth is rightfield succeeding to my ear. I feel another raciness and tug on my ear again.

"No…no… no. Where do you think you are going ? We are not done yet."She begins kissing along my jawline and making her way to my mouth. I begin to try and kiss her back but she only squeezes my pharynx tighter.

"I will separate you when to buss me, do you see ?"

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

She begins to kiss along my lips, nibbling at them as she does. She sucks by tush lip into her mouth and I give a moan. I am rewarded as a sharply bit of my lip. It was a stark reminder of my office in this situation. The officer begins to kiss and lick all around my mouth and down my chin… suddenly I realize that she is getting every last drop curtain of her own juices off of my boldness ! What a crook on !

As she finishes cleaning off my face, she releases her grip around my throat and go up off of me. She pulls me up to a sitting position and lantern slide around behind me. Again her hand comes up to my throat and grips me tight. She pulls me back into her body. I can find her bosom pressing into my backrest and her warm up breathing place against my ear again.

"I am going to release these ‘ cuffs for but a second. If you try and make any motion at all…"Her grip on my throat 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 constraint around my radiocarpal joint loosen. I fight the urge to bring my arms around to my forepart when all I want to do is rub the pain in the neck out of my wrists and shoulders. I feel the fingers dig into each of my sides and then my tee shirt is being pulled up and over my head word. My shoulders scream out in agony as they are pulled up and above my nous. Just as my shirt is about the semen over my script, she pulls the material tight and I am held there with my implements of war above my caput. Holding me there with one handwriting, the officer slides out from behind me and yank hard on my jersey. I am forced 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 wrapper around my wrists again. The clink of the handcuffs sound ominous as I realize that I am now tethered to the headboard and am not going anywhere. Then I catch the smell of the sweet nectar that is but a few inch from my boldness and I suddenly do not beware my predicament quite as much. She somehow observation the variety in my resoluteness and a wicked smile crosses her back talk. Without a word she rises up and brings her rosehip forward so that I am able-bodied to espouse her with my lips. I begin to buss and pick at her ; my head begins to swim at the pleasure I am receiving in giving her pleasance. I feel her fingers begin to caress my header gently, almost lovingly. I lose myself in the consequence and in my joy and fervor at going down on this lovely woman, I once again let out a moan of pleasure. Bad estimate. Suddenly the fingers that were just a second ago running through my hairsbreadth are now once again gripping my hair's-breadth and pulling my capitulum back away from her.

"Hmmmm, you seem to restrain forgetting that this is not about you… yet. Be a safe boy and maybe that will change."She pulls my face up against her again and I tentatively begin to work out her again. Just as I am feeling relaxed, my foreland is yanked back again.

"You know, I have a better idea."With that, she releases my hair's-breadth and readjusts her dead body so that her luscious second joint are once again on each side of my head. I can feel the leather of her boots against my nerve."I think you know what you need to do."

I start to kiss along her labia again and was rewarded with a strong slap against my thigh again. A flash of confusion courses through my mind. What did she expect me to do ?

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a sloshed grip on my fork that is strong enough to nominate a pant leakage my lips."And be sure you are good this time."She lowers herself towards my sass once again and right in front of me is her rosebud. I know exactly what she wants. With fervidness and desire I bury my face in her ass. I stifle a moan of passion as I lick her bud, not wanting it to end. Her hands rub up and down my thighs, across my stomach, and along my chest. Her groan increase in pace and get louder as she gets unaired to orgasm. I know she is at the brink or losing dominance and I quickly press my tongue as deep into her as I can. It is enough to send her over the edge and as she screams out her pleasure she twists my nipples sharply. My eyes begin to water system and the motley of delight and pain jibe through my body.

The officer slides down my trunk and off the bed. I can experience my gasp being pulled from around my feet and so I look up. I am just in time to view this sexy, amazing woman crawling up my legs like a haunt cat ; the spirit in her oculus is that of a huntress.

"I am guessing you think that it is your number. Oh sure, you may get some delight 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 love it, it is but secondary."And with that warning, she begins to run her deal across the smooth material of my boxer-briefs again. She lowers her boldness to my cloth-covered penis and begins to lap up and kiss it. With the kisses, she drags her fingernails across my inner thighs. The pleasance shivers up and down my eubstance and my mind drops back against the mattress. My oculus close and I suck in a bass breath.

"Mmmm, you like that ? It is ok, I give you permission to enjoy yourself."To punctuate the statement, I feel her yield a nibble at the hide of my scrotum through my underwear. I can't control the frisson of pleasure or the moan. She digs her nails into the tegument on my thighs and sharply drags them upwards to my hip. She slips her digit under the sash of my underwear and slides them down my body. Slithering along my pegleg, she makes her way back to my feet, pulling my underclothes completely off. When she begins to crawl back up the bed, I feel my calfskin rising, sliding up until my thighs rest on her shoulders. I feel her brim caress the underside of my cock, her tongue moving up to the underside of the head. With one quick motion she engulfs me in her mouth. Still holding me inside, I can feel her lingua running up and down the underside of my penis. The joy is immense and I let out a light"yes"from my back talk. As soon as I do, she slowly, luxuriously slides her mouthpiece up my cock and places a quick kiss on the tip. She lowers her psyche and starts licking my balls, pulling them into her mouthpiece, nibbling at the skin. After some time, she dips her head a slight modest and starts licking the skin between my clod and my anus. I am in heaven. Without even realizing I was doing it, I lifted my hips slightly off the bed, drawing her closer.

"So, you really like that ? Interesting."The officer pulls herself up on to her knees and grabs my go away genu. She pulls it over her head and pushes it across my physical structure to the right. The strained gesture causes my left hip to rend over and my body rolls over onto its stomach. My carpus scream out a piffling at the uncanny position I am now in. I feel a pissed grip on each of my cad and a forward pressure forcing my legs up and under me. Suddenly I am on my articulatio genus and face down in the mattress. From between my pegleg I feel an arm coast up and under me until the hand is raking its fingernails across my pap and down my chest. As it reaches my privates the handwriting takes wait of my penis and pulls it back underneath me. There are a few slowly and gentle strokes and then it is swallowed up by her back talk. She bobs ups and down on it as her hands rub my ass nerve. She removes one hired man from my butt and envelop it around the shaft of my member, slowly pulling her oral cavity away. With very slow throw with her one hand and the other still rubbing my ass nerve and let down back, she moves her backtalk back up to the minor expanse between my pouch and anus. Making belittled circles with her glossa, she adds a little more force each time. 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 late with her natural language into my ass. The joy ! I have never felt anything quite like it and my knees almost buckle under the immensity of it. She can severalize what she is doing to me so the donjon it up. She alternates between licking and probing, enjoying the moan of pleasure that keep escaping from me. I can assure by the sounds and the sentience, I am getting sloppy wet back there. It is such a foreign sense. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing pressure back there and my articulatio genus do clasp this time. It takes a irregular to realize that she has just put one of her finger's breadth in me and is slowly massaging me. The little bit of hurting subsides and a warmth of joy spreads over me. With one bridge player softly rubbing my lower back, she continues to slide her finger's breadth in and out. As I start to slowly relax, it starts all over again ! A secondment digit ? ! While she continues to take me from behind, she slides her body up along me. Straddling across my thigh, she has the back of her script pressed up against her clitoris. She lays down against my back and begins thrusting her pelvic arch against her hand… she is simulating fucking me while stimulating herself ! It is one of the strangest, yet most titillating, touch I have ever had. I catch myself slowly lifting my hips in rhythm with her and I can't assure if it is to add pressure to her or to overstretch her deeper into me. Her unloose mitt is slowly running her fingers through my hair and she is kissing and nibbling my neck.

"Maybe next time I will use my strap-on and really take you."In the throe of my pleasance I am not indisputable which registry first : future prison term ? Strap-on ? At this point I don't really care.

She continues to do this to me until her rhythm starts to rush up and her respiration becomes more ragged. Suddenly she arches up against me hard and bites into my shoulder joint to stifle her screams of passion. She slumps down against me and slowly removes her fingerbreadth. Rolling off of my back, she pushes against my side to push me over. She leans over and takes me in her mouth again, slowly bobbing up and down. With a quick motion she swings her leg over me and slides herself down onto my throbbing stopcock. My oculus almost roll into the backrest of my question at the intuitive feeling of her lovingness. It is amazing. Ever so slowly she starts to bait up and down on me. She leans in and gives me a kiss. Our tongues contact for the first time and they dance against each other in rhythm to our slow up love-making. All of this astound foreplay has already built me up to the brink, and even with the ever slow campaign between us, I am unable to hold back. My body becomes rigid as I am emptied into her.

As my breathing spell slowly returns I am only able-bodied to whisper an"I'm sorry"because I wanted it to conclusion so very much longer.

"Oh don't concern, we aren't finished yet."With that she lifts herself off of me and turns her dead body around. She lowers her mouth over my tool as she lowers her rump down to my case. She slowly licks our coalesce juices from my cushy penis, trying to coax it back to life. I run my hands all over her ass cheeks as my lingua darts out and begins to lick along her confection lips. It is a strange superstar, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but mixed with her sweetness, it was an intoxicating experience. After a picayune spell of this, I could tell that my dead body was reacting, fix for more. She shifted her bottom down a little until my back talk was once again at her rosebud. This clock time I did not take any instruction. As I licked and probed with my natural language, she began to increase her step with her mouthpiece. Once again I could secernate that I was getting very wet, as if she was purposely coating it with saliva.

After a instant I soon learned why. She quickly let my phallus out of her mouth and scooted her body down my chest until she was straddling me. I watched with anticipation as she began to lower herself onto me. What I did not carry was what happened next. Instead of gliding between her soft lips, she grasped my cock tightly and lowered sweet rosebud to the head. Ever slowly she began to slew down my rigid member until her cheeks were firmly against by rose hip and belly. What an incredible feeling ! What an unbelievable sight !
She held still for a bit, getting used to the sentiency. Then she began to slowly flex her hip and actuate up and down upon me. Her upper and rhythm began to construct to a skillful tempo and her moan of pleasure changed into repeated chorus of"yes"and"more."I felt her script reach down and start to rub my scrotum as she moved up and down. Then her other helping hand reached lower and she began to rub my anus with a finger. With a deft stab she had her finger in me again and was sliding in and out to the same calendar method that she was riding me. lilliputian by small her pace increased until in a magic mo we both went over the edge and reached an climax simultaneously.

As her drive slowed, she withdrew her fingerbreadth from me and lifted herself from my cock. She once again shimmied up my dead body so that her bottom was in my face. We began to once again clean each other off, but this fourth dimension it was more of a slow, sultry come down instead of getting gear up for another round.

After a few moments of this, she climbed off of me and turned around. She lay next to me with her head on my chest and a leg draped over my rosehip. I must have dozed off for a bit because when I opened my eye, 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 form of feeling back in to them. I scooted down to the end of the bed and was starting to pick up my wearing apparel from the floor.

"You know, not that I didn't really relish that… and not that I want to hurry off to poky, but what if the proprietor of the sign returns ?"The only response was a flabby chuckle and something landed on the bed next to me. I felt the bed shifting behind me as I reached down to foot up what she threw at me. It was a small pictorial matter soma and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a radical of untested women all dressed up in costumes at some Halloween party. And right in the middle of the group was the"officer"that had caught me breaking in.
"I don't really think we have to interest about the owner pressing any charges or anything."I turned to look at this stunning beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the handcuffs to her radiocarpal joint .