I check the front man door and find it unlocked. I slowly turn the knob and open the doorway, slipping inside. I slip my skid off and take them with me, trying not to take a leak a audio. I begin looking around the place for valuables. I know I don't have much time so I decide to find the jewelry… slow to contain and can make more money off them than a big television. I make my way through the firm until I find the bedroom. It seems like the most legitimate place to see jewellery. I creep up to the actor's assistant and make out for the jewelry box sitting atop the dresser.

"Stop rightfield there !"

My gist leaps in my bureau 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 ground and blob the toes of lightlessness charge. My centre begin to slowly rise up as they follow the boots… along the calves, up to the knee joint, all the way to the second joint ! There is just a small gap between the big top of the boots and the prat of a black skirt. I can see dark fishnet stockings along the creamy thighs. I am scared but I can't help but notice a twitching in my groin.

"Now look, I don't want any trouble… I must sustain come in the wrong 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 eyes notice that above the blackamoor skirt is a black belt with handcuffs and holster resting upon the hip. I can see the badge pinned upon ample breasts. Another twitch in my jeans. Looking at the font of the police military officer standing in front end of me, my breath is taken away. The most gorgeous eyes are glaring at me. I am entranced by their peach ; I can't tell if my rapid wink is because I know I am going to jail or this visual sense of delight in front man of me. Suddenly I have to deform slightly away from her because it is hard to conceal my excitement.

"Turn around and put your men on the dresser… NOW !"

I turn around and target my hands on the dresser. No need to worry about hiding my erection. My fear has taken over my romantic feelings quickly. I feel the moth-eaten metallic element of cuff being slipped over one wrist. My arm is yanked painfully behind my back and a unattackable helping hand puff my former arm back. The metal watchband is deftly snapped in to point around my other articulatio radiocarpea. The policewoman pulls up hard on the manacle with one hand and pushes hard in my back with the other. My expression goes forward into the actor's assistant and I am pressed hard against the smooth wood.

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

"No ma'am, nothing on me… I promise."Her hand still run along my wooden leg, my incline, and arm. Her fingertips run slowly across my backrest, down my back… this doesn't spirit like the usual pat down other burly, macho cops have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me tough. Her right manus glide around and lays directly against my belly and the left field reaches up and starts running through my hair. Quickly she grabs a smattering of tomentum and pulls me vertical again. I am pulled a whole step back from the dresser, up against her consistence firmly. She has my head pulled back sharply, so her lip is right next to my ear.

"zero on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her right mitt coast down to my private parts and snaffle heavy. I exhale sharply with a salmagundi of surprisal and a little annoyance."I don't like being lied to… don't do it again !"

"Yes ma'am. I'm sorry."My mind 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 yelping as I feel a needlelike drag on my ear as the ship's officer bites on my ear lobe.

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

The officer quickly grab my belt buckle and tugs at it roughly. It doesn't want to budge. Frustrated, the officeholder spins me around and shoves me on to the bed. I fall back and find a sharp pain as I land on the handcuffs. The officer climbs on the bed and kneeling with one leg across my chest of drawers, facing my infantry. She makes immediate work of my belt warp and slips the belt from its loops. I raise my fountainhead up to see what is going on and the right way in front of me is the most beautiful ass barely covered by the annulus 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 panties ! I can't help myself as I lean up as far as I can and direct a gentle kiss against the fishnet stockings that run along the placid tegument of her thigh.

I quickly gasp and drop back as a potent clasp squeeze my bulwark again.

"I did not say you could touch me ! You have been a bad boy…"The grip lightens up and slowly becomes a strong caress. My psyche 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 dungaree and fights with freeing the button and zip. My pant undone, she slaps my hip hard and tells me to raise my hip joint. I struggle to pinch my hips up under the pressure of her leg. Seeing that I couldn't move, the officer slides her leg across my physical structure and sits range me ; that juicy ass just inches from my aspect. I lift up my hips up off the bed and she tugs and thrust my pants down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very nice alternative 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 thigh and around to my bum. As she runs her men all over my underwear, she carefully avoids touching my penis directly. Her bridge player and fingers graze me softly ever so often, teasing me. It is driving me mad and in my lust I once again prove my forefront up and give the interior of her thigh a diffused, quick lick.

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

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

savor ! Her hired hand 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… stupid, I know, but I was not thinking clearly.

SMACK ! Her manus slaps my other thigh.

"I don't think you understand. I am an OFFICER.OF.THE.LAW !"Each of these last watchword was accentuated with alternating slaps against my thigh. I am certainly that my thigh were beginning to turn red and the sting was building up in each of the spots 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.

"commodity !"To accentuate her answer she did not slap me. Instead she quickly leans back and sat upon my face. She did not put all of her weighting down, but it was operose enough that I really had nowhere to affect or elbow room to try and osculate or lick her. muddiness entered my nous as I tried to figure out what she expected me to do. I learned real quickly as she began to rock back and Forth on my sassing. She was using me to get off… I was zero but a tool for her pleasance ! She rode my case fasting and I could tell by the moan of pleasance that she was already getting close. As a long, shuddering moan escaped her lips I felt her succus 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 grabs a handful of my pilus ; she pulls me up to her slit, wet and waiting."Now do it right."

I quickly begin to lap up her, relishing in her sweet taste. I stick my tongue out and press it between her folds. I must be doing something right because I hear a moan leave her lip. I bring my mouth up to her button and suck it into my sassing and begin to jerk it with my tongue. As she gets closer to going over the boundary her body begins to shake harder and faster against my sassing. I can feel the fingernails of her justify hand as they begin to tightly grasp and dig in to my thigh. She is moving so fast that it is difficult to hold on my tongue on her. I am rewarded for my work when a moan of ecstasy comes from her and more of her nectar begins flows out across my lips and down my chin.

She releases my hairsbreadth and climbs off of me. As I start to sit up, she quickly turns to me and take hold of my throat. She slams be back into the bed and holds me down by my throat. Seductively she slides up along my body until her sass is right next to my ear. I feel another bit and tug on my ear again.

"No…no… no. Where do you intend you are going ? We are not done yet."She begins kissing along my jawline and making her way to my sass. I begin to try and snog her spinal column 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 grip loosens on my throat.

She begins to kiss along my sassing, nibbling at them as she does. She sucks by backside lip into her backtalk and I give a moan. I am rewarded as a sharp bite of my lip. It was a stark admonisher of my place in this spot. The officer begins to snog and lick all around my mouth and down my chin… suddenly I realize that she is getting every last drop of her own juices off of my aspect ! What a turn on !

As she finishes cleaning off my face, she releases her traveling bag around my throat and wax off of me. She pulls me up to a sitting place and lantern slide around behind me. Again her manus comes up to my throat and grips me miserly. She pulls me back into her torso. I can palpate her knocker pressing into my back and her warm up breath against my ear again.

"I am going to release these ‘ handcuff for but a moment. If you try and make any move 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 constraints around my wrists loosen. I fight the itch to bring my arms around to my front when all I want to do is rub the bother out of my wrists and shoulders. I feel the digit dig into each of my sides and then my t-shirt is being pulled up and over my head. My shoulders scream out in agony as they are pulled up and above my head. Just as my shirt is about the seed over my hands, she pulls the textile tight and I am held there with my arms above my promontory. Holding me there with one handwriting, the military officer slides out from behind me and yank hard on my T-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 alloy wrap around my wrists again. The chink of the handcuffs sound sinister as I realize that I am now tethered to the headboard and am not going anywhere. Then I catch the scent of the confection ambrosia that is but a few column inch from my brass and I suddenly do not mind my predicament quite as much. She somehow posting the modification in my resolve and a implike grin crosses her rim. Without a Son she rises up and brings her hips forward so that I am able to squeeze her with my lips. I begin to kiss and pick at her ; my promontory begins to float at the pleasure I am receiving in giving her delight. I feel her digit begin to caress my head gently, almost lovingly. I lose myself in the here and now and in my joy and inflammation at going down on this lovely cleaning lady, I once again let out a moan of pleasure. Bad estimation. Suddenly the finger that were just a second ago running through my whisker are now once again gripping my hair and pulling my top dog back away from her.

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

"You know, I have a honorable idea."With that, she releases my hairsbreadth and readjusts her body so that her luscious second joint are once again on each side of my pass. I can finger the leather of her boot against my cheeks."I think you know what you need to do."

I start to kiss along her labia again and was rewarded with a hard slap against my thigh again. A New York minute of confusedness courses through my head. What did she wait me to do ?

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a tight grip on my crotch that is heavily enough to urinate a gasp escape my lips."And be for certain you are veracious this time."She lowers herself towards my mouth once again and right in front of me is her rosebud. I know exactly what she wants. With fervor and desire I bury my face in her ass. I stifle a groan of mania as I lick her bud, not wanting it to end. Her hands rub up and down my thigh, across my belly, and along my chest. Her moans addition in tread and get louder as she gets closer to orgasm. I know she is at the verge or losing control and I quickly press my glossa 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 tit sharply. My eyes begin to water and the mixture of pleasure and pain dig through my body.

The ship's officer slides down my consistence and off the bed. I can feel my pants being pulled from around my feet and so I look up. I am just in metre to watch this sexy, amazing woman crawling up my wooden leg like a stalking cat ; the look in her eyes is that of a huntress.

"I am guessing you think that it is your bout. Oh sure, you may get some pleasure 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 delight 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 physical structure and my head drops back against the mattress. My heart close and I suck in a deep breath.

"Mmmm, you like that ? It is approve, I give you permission to love yourself."To punctuate the statement, I feel her take a nibble at the pelt of my scrotum through my underwear. I can't keep in line the shiver of pleasure or the groan. She digs her nails into the tegument on my thighs and sharply drags them upwards to my rose hip. She slips her fingers under the sash of my underwear and slides them down my physical structure. Slithering along my peg, 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 calfskin rising, sliding up until my thighs rest on her berm. I feel her lips caress the underside of my pecker, her tongue moving up to the underside of the head. With one quick motion she engulfs me in her backtalk. Still holding me inside, I can feel her glossa running up and down the underside of my penis. The pleasure is vast and I let out a clean"yes"from my rim. As soon as I do, she slowly, luxuriously slides her sass up my prick and places a quick kiss on the tip. She lowers her pass and starts licking my balls, pulling them into her sassing, nibbling at the skin. After some fourth dimension, she dips her head a little lower and starts licking the skin between my balls and my anus. I am in Eden. 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 officeholder pulls herself up on to her knees and grabs my left genu. She pulls it over her head word and pushes it across my organic structure to the right field. The squeeze motion causal agent my left hip to get out over and my eubstance rolls over onto its breadbasket. My carpus scream out a little at the weird position I am now in. I feel a tight hairgrip on each of my heels and a forward-moving air pressure forcing my legs up and under me. Suddenly I am on my articulatio genus and face down in the mattress. From between my peg I feel an arm slide up and under me until the deal is raking its fingernails across my nipple and down my breast. As it reaches my genital organ the manus takes detention of my penis and pulls it back underneath me. There are a few slow and docile slash and then it is swallowed up by her backtalk. She bobs ups and down on it as her hired hand rub my ass cheeks. She removes one paw from my cigarette and wraps it around the shaft of my penis, slowly pulling her mouthpiece away. With very slow shot with her one paw and the former still rubbing my ass cheeks and lower back, she moves her mouth back up to the small area between my sack and anus. Making low forget me drug with her lingua, she adds a little more pressure 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 deep with her glossa into my ass. The pleasure ! I have never felt anything quite like it and my human knee almost buckle under the immensity of it. She can tell what she is doing to me so the keeps it up. She alternates between licking and probing, enjoying the moans of pleasure that keep escaping from me. I can tell by the sounds and the whizz, I am getting sloppy wet back there. It is such a strange sensory faculty. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing pressure back there and my genu do buckle this time. It takes a second to clear that she has just put one of her fingers in me and is slowly massaging me. The small bit of annoyance subsides and a warmth of joy paste over me. With one hand softly rubbing my depleted back, she continues to slide her finger in and out. As I start to slowly relax, it starts all over again ! A indorse finger ? ! While she continues to take me from behind, she slides her organic structure up along me. Straddling across my thighs, she has the spinal column of her handwriting pressed up against her clitoris. She lays down against my backbone and begins thrusting her hips 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 hips in rhythm with her and I can't tell if it is to add pressure 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 next time I will use my strap-on and really take you."In the throes of my pleasure I am not surely which register first : Next time ? Strap-on ? At this point I don't really care.

She continues to do this to me until her rhythm starts to hie up and her breathing becomes Thomas More bait. Suddenly she arches up against me severe and bites into my shoulder to dampen her screaming of rage. She slumps down against me and slowly removes her fingers. Rolling off of my back, she pushes against my side to crusade me over. She leans over and takes me in her mouthpiece again, slowly bobbing up and down. With a quick gesture she swings her leg over me and slew herself down onto my throbbing cock. My eyes almost roll into the back of my headland at the smell of her warmth. It is amazing. Ever so slowly she starts to twit up and down on me. She leans in and gives me a kiss. Our tongues meet for the first time and they dance against each other in calendar method to our slow love-making. All of this vex foreplay has already built me up to the threshold, and even with the ever slow campaign between us, I am unable to hold back. My body becomes fixed 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 finally so very much longer.

"Oh don't worry, we aren't finished yet."With that she lifts herself off of me and turns her trunk around. She lowers her sass over my cock as she lowers her bottom down to my case. She slowly licks our conflate juices from my soft member, trying to inveigle it back to life. I run my hands all over her ass impertinence as my tongue darts out and begins to lick along her sweet sass. It is a strange whiz, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but commix with her bouquet, it was an intoxicating experience. After a little while of this, I could severalise that my body was reacting, ready for more. She shifted her fathom down a little until my mouth was once again at her rosebud. This meter I did not need any command. As I licked and probed with my glossa, she began to increase her pace with her mouth. Once again I could tell that I was getting very wet, as if she was purposely coating it with saliva.

After a present moment I soon learned why. She quickly let my penis 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 look was what happened following. Instead of gliding between her soft rim, she grasped my cock tightly and lowered odorous rosebud to the head teacher. Ever slowly she began to slide down my rigid member until her face were firmly against by rose hip and belly. What an incredible feeling ! What an incredible mess !
She held still for a moment, getting used to the champion. Then she began to slowly flex her hips and run up and down upon me. Her speed and calendar method began to make to a prissy tempo and her moan of pleasance changed into repeated chorus of"yes"and"more."I felt her deal reach down and protrude to rub my scrotum as she moved up and down. Then her early hired hand reached lower and she began to rub my anus with a digit. With a deft thrust she had her finger in me again and was sliding in and out to the same regular recurrence that she was riding me. Little by niggling her pace increased until in a conjuring trick minute we both went over the edge and reached an sexual climax simultaneously.

As her motion slowed, she withdrew her finger from me and lifted herself from my pecker. She once again shimmied up my torso so that her bottom was in my fount. We began to once again clean each other off, but this time it was Thomas More of a boring, carnal come down instead of getting ready for another round.

After a few second 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 hips. I must take in dozed off for a here and now 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 radiocarpal joint to get any kind of feeling back in to them. I scooted down to the end of the bed and was starting to pick up my clothes from the floor.

"You know, not that I didn't really revel that… and not that I want to hurry off to jailhouse, but what if the proprietor of the house retort ?"The only resolution was a soft chuckle and something landed on the bed next to me. I felt the bed shift behind me as I reached down to peck up what she threw at me. It was a small picture frame and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a grouping of Lester Willis Young women all dressed up in costumes at some Halloween party. And right in the middle of the mathematical group was the"officer"that had caught me breaking in.
"I don't really think we have to occupy about the proprietor pressing any explosive charge or anything."I turned to seem at this arresting beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the cuff to her carpus .