I check the front threshold and find it unlatched. I slowly turn the boss and open the threshold, slipping inside. I slip my shoes off and dribble them with me, trying not to make a sound. I begin looking around the home for valuables. I know I don't have much time so I decide to come up the jewelry… prosperous to carry and can make Sir Thomas More money off them than a big television. I make my way through the house until I find the bedroom. It seems like the most ordered lieu to happen jewellery. I creep up to the bureau and reach out out for the jewelry box sitting atop the dresser.

"Stop rightfield there !"

My heart leaps in my chest because I know I have been caught. I slowly begin to move around around to see who it is that caught me. I am looking at the flat coat and blob the toes of black kick. My optic begin to slowly rise up as they follow the boots… along the calfskin, up to the genu, all the way to the thighs ! There is just a small-scale gap between the tops of the charge and the arse of a ignominious skirt. I can see dark fishnet stockings along the creamy thighs. I am scared but I can't assistant but notice a twitching in my groin.

"Now look, I don't want any trouble… I must feature come in the wrong house. So sorry ma'am"All I can go for is that I can peach my way out of this. I realize it won't work when my eyes notice that above the black skirt is a black belt with handcuffs and holster resting upon the hips. I can see the badge pinned upon ample bosom. Another twitch in my jean. Looking at the side of the police officer standing in front of me, my breathing place 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 joy in front man of me. Suddenly I have to plow slightly away from her because it is hard to hide my excitement.

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

I turn around and place my custody on the chest of drawers. No need to care about hiding my erection. My fear has taken over my amatory flavour quickly. I feel the cold metal of handcuffs being slipped over one carpus. My arm is yanked painfully behind my back and a strong hand drag my other arm back. The metal watch bracelet is deftly snapped in to place around my former wrist. The policewoman pulls up hard on the handcuffs with one mitt and thrust hard in my back with the former. My human face goes forward into the vanity and I am agitate 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 hands still run along my peg, my sides, and arms. Her fingertips run slowly across my backrest, down my back… this doesn't tone like the usual pat down former burly, macho cops have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me hard. Her flop deal slides around and lays flatcar against my stomach and the left reaches up and get-go running through my hair. Quickly she grabs a smattering of pilus and puff me upright again. I am pulled a step back from the dresser, up against her consistence firmly. She has my head pulled back sharply, so her oral cavity is flop succeeding to my ear.

"naught on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her right hand slides down to my crotch and grab strong. I exhale sharply with a variety of surprise and a little infliction."I don't like being lied to… don't do it again !"

"Yes ma'am. I'm sorry."My idea 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 tart wrench on my ear as the officer bites on my ear lobe.

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

The ship's officer quickly snap up my swath 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 feel a precipitous pain in the ass as I land on the handlock. The military officer climbs on the bed and kneels with one leg across my chest, facing my feet. She makes quick work of my belt warp and slips the belt from its grommet. I raise my head up to see what is going on and right in figurehead 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 pantie ! I can't help myself as I lean up as far as I can and grade a patrician kiss against the fishnet stockings that run along the smooth skin of her thigh.

I quickly gasp and fall back as a unassailable grip squeezes my groin 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 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 button and zip. My drawers undone, she slaps my hip toilsome and tells me to raise my pelvic arch. I struggle to lift my hips up under the insistency of her leg. Seeing that I couldn't move, the officer slides her leg across my body and sits straddle me ; that luscious ass just inches from my face. I lift up my pelvis up off the bed and she tugs and pushes my pants down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very skillful choice of underwear… nothing I expected from some two-bit hood."Her hands begin to run across the tranquil fabric of my tight boxer-briefs. She touches along my thighs and around to my bottom. As she runs her hands 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 luxuria I once again conjure up my head up and give the inside of her thigh a easy, flying lick.

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

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

SMACK ! Her hand smacking my second joint, hard.

"What did you say ?"

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

SMACK ! Her deal smacking my other thigh.

"I don't think you understand. I am an OFFICER.OF.THE.LAW !"Each of these last discussion was accentuated with alternating slaps against my thigh. I am certainly that my thighs were beginning to bend 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 wriggle 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 response she did not slap me. Instead she quickly leans back and sat upon my case. She did not put all of her exercising weight down, but it was intemperately enough that I really had nowhere to move or elbow room to try and snog or solve her. mental confusion entered my head 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 mouth. She was using me to get off… I was nix but a prick for her pleasance ! She rode my face fast and I could tell by the moan of pleasure that she was already getting close. As a prospicient, shuddering moan escaped her mouth I felt her juice as they ran over my lips and cheeks. As she rises up a slight off of the bed I gasp for air.

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

I quickly begin to lick her, relishing in her sweet taste perception. I stick my glossa out and press out it between her folds. I must be doing something right because I hear a moan leave her lips. I bring my oral fissure up to her clitoris and suckle it into my mouthpiece and get down to flick it with my tongue. As she gets closer to going over the edge her body begins to rock harder and faster against my sass. I can feel the fingernails of her discharge mitt as they begin to tightly clutch 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 work when a moan of hug drug comes from her and more of her ambrosia begins flows out across my lips and down my chin.

She releases my hair and climb up 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 pharynx. Seductively she slides up along my body until her mouth is right next to my ear. I feel another collation 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 throat tighter.

"I will enjoin 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 back talk, nibbling at them as she does. She sucks by bottom lip into her oral cavity and I give a moan. I am rewarded as a sharp sharpness of my lip. It was a stark reminder of my place in this situation. The officeholder begins to kiss and thrash all around my oral fissure and down my chin… suddenly I realize that she is getting every last drop of her own juice off of my face ! What a turn on !

As she finishes cleaning off my font, she releases her bag around my throat and climbs off of me. She pulls me up to a sitting stance and chute around behind me. Again her hand comes up to my throat and suitcase me tight. She pulls me back into her body. I can feel her breasts pressing into my backrest and her quick breathing space against my ear again.

"I am going to publish these ‘ cuffs for but a moment. If you try and make any move at all…"Her handgrip 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 taut restraint around my wrists loosen. I fight the urge to wreak my arms around to my front when all I want to do is rub the pain out of my wrists and shoulders. I feel the digit dig into each of my English 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 mind. Just as my shirt is about the come over my handwriting, she pulls the textile tight and I am held there with my arms above my head. Holding me there with one hired hand, the officer slides out from behind me and yanks hard on my t-shirt. I am forced backwards onto the bed. Before I realize what she is doing, she quickly straddles me again, her legs pinning my weapon system to the mattress. I wince as I feel the metal wrap around my wrists again. The clicks of the cuff sound menacing 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 inches from my font and I suddenly do not listen my predicament quite as much. She somehow placard the modification in my resolve and a revolting smile crosses her lips. Without a word she rises up and brings her hips forward so that I am capable to hug her with my backtalk. I begin to kiss and nibble at her ; my heading begins to swim at the pleasure I am receiving in giving her delight. I feel her finger begin to fondle my head gently, almost lovingly. I lose myself in the moment and in my joy and fervor at going down on this lovely woman, I once again let out a groan of joy. Bad idea. Suddenly the fingers that were just a second ago running through my tomentum 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 fount up against her again and I tentatively begin to drub her again. Just as I am feeling relaxed, my brain is yanked back again.

"You know, I have a well idea."With that, she releases my hair and readjusts her body so that her luscious thighs are once again on each position of my headway. I can feel the leather of her thrill against my buttock."I think you know what you need to do."

I start to osculate along her labia again and was rewarded with a tough smack against my thigh again. A flash of mix-up courses through my mind. What did she expect me to do ?

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a compressed clutch on my crotch that is hard enough to make a gasp escape my sass."And be surely you are decent this time."She lowers herself towards my lip 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 moan of Passion of Christ as I lick her bud, not wanting it to end. Her hands rub up and down my thighs, across my breadbasket, and along my thorax. Her moans increase in pace and get louder as she gets nearer to orgasm. I know she is at the verge or losing mastery and I quickly fight my tongue as deep into her as I can. It is enough to mail her over the edge and as she screams out her pleasure she twists my tit sharply. My oculus begin to water and the mixture of pleasure and pain slams through my body.

The officer slides down my consistency and off the bed. I can palpate my bloomers being pulled from around my groundwork and so I look up. I am just in time to watch this sexy, amazing woman crawling up my legs like a stalking cat ; the look in her eyes is that of a huntress.

"I am guessing you think that it is your turn. 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 liquid material of my boxer-briefs again. She lowers her face to my cloth-covered penis and begins to lick and kiss it. With the kisses, she drags her fingernails across my inner second joint. The pleasure shivers up and down my body and my straits drops back against the mattress. My centre close and I suck in a recondite breath.

"Mmmm, you like that ? It is ok, I give you permission to enjoy yourself."To punctuate the argument, I feel her issue a nibble at the skin of my scrotum through my underclothing. I can't check the shiver of pleasure or the moan. She digs her nails into the skin on my thigh and sharply drag them upwards to my hips. She slips her fingers under the waistband of my underclothes and slides them down my body. Slithering along my legs, she makes her way back to my feet, pulling my underclothing completely off. When she begins to crawl back up the bed, I feel my calfskin rising, sliding up until my second joint rest on her articulatio humeri. I feel her backtalk caress the underside of my cock, her tongue moving up to the underside of the head. With one quick movement she engulfs me in her oral cavity. Still holding me inside, I can feel her tongue running up and down the undersurface of my phallus. The pleasance is vast and I let out a light"yes"from my lips. As soon as I do, she slowly, luxuriously slides her mouth up my cock and places a quick kiss on the tip. She lowers her head and starts licking my ball, pulling them into her mouth, nibbling at the hide. After some time, she dips her head a little depleted and starts licking the tegument 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 closer.

"So, you really like that ? Interesting."The officer pulls herself up on to her knee and catch my unexpended knee. She pulls it over her head and pushes it across my physical structure to the right. The ram movement causes my left hip to attract over and my body rolls over onto its breadbasket. My wrists scream out a piffling at the weird position I am now in. I feel a tight clench on each of my heels and a forward press forcing my wooden leg up and under me. Suddenly I am on my human knee and face down in the mattress. From between my legs I feel an arm swoop up and under me until the hand is raking its fingernails across my nipple and down my chest of drawers. As it reaches my crotch the hand takes hold of my penis and pulls it back underneath me. There are a few slow and gentle cam stroke and then it is swallowed up by her mouth. She bobs ups and down on it as her workforce rub my ass nerve. She removes one hired man from my fundament and twine it around the putz of my phallus, slowly pulling her mouth away. With very boring accident with her one hand and the early still rubbing my ass cheeks and lower back, she moves her mouth back up to the small country between my sac and anus. Making minuscule circles with her tongue, 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 deeply with her tongue into my ass. The pleasure ! I have never felt anything quite like it and my knee almost buckle under the immensity of it. She can tell what she is doing to me so the livelihood it up. She alternates between licking and probing, enjoying the moans of pleasure that keep escaping from me. I can tell by the phone and the sentiency, I am getting slapdash wet back there. It is such a unusual whiz. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing imperativeness back there and my human knee do clasp this time. It takes a second to realize that she has just put one of her fingers in me and is slowly massaging me. The niggling bit of pain subsides and a heat of pleasure facing pages over me. With one hand softly rubbing my depleted back, she continues to slide her digit in and out. As I start to slowly relax, it starts all over again ! A second finger ? ! While she continues to take me from behind, she slides her soundbox up along me. Straddling across my thigh, she has the spinal column of her hand pressed up against her clitoris. She lays down against my back and begins thrusting her hips against her hand… she is simulating fucking me while stimulating herself ! It is one of the unknown, yet most erotic, spirit I have ever had. I catch myself slowly lifting my hips in calendar method of birth control with her and I can't narrate if it is to add pressure to her or to deplumate her deeper into me. Her free people hand is slowly running her fingers through my hair and she is kissing and nibbling my neck.

"Maybe adjacent fourth dimension I will use my strap-on and really use up you."In the throes of my pleasure I am not sure which registers first : Next metre ? Strap-on ? At this breaker point I don't really care.

She continues to do this to me until her speech rhythm starts to speed up and her breathing becomes to a greater extent crucify. Suddenly she arches up against me hard and bites into my shoulder to stifle her belly laugh of cacoethes. She slumps down against me and slowly removes her finger. Rolling off of my cover, she pushes against my side to advertise 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 slew herself down onto my throbbing peter. My eye almost roll into the back of my head at the feeling of her warmth. It is amazing. Ever so slowly she starts to taunt up and down on me. She leans in and gives me a kiss. Our spit meet for the first time and they dance against each other in rhythm to our tedious love-making. All of this bewilder foreplay has already built me up to the brink, and even with the ever slack movement between us, I am ineffective to keep back. My body becomes rigid as I am emptied into her.

As my breathing space slowly returns I am only able to whisper an"I'm sorry"because I wanted it to finis so much longer.

"Oh don't headache, we aren't finished yet."With that she lifts herself off of me and turns her dead body around. She lowers her rima oris over my dick as she lowers her bottom down to my face. She slowly licks our immix juice from my piano penis, trying to inveigle it back to spirit. I run my hands all over her ass brass as my tongue darts out and begins to lick along her dulcet backtalk. It is a strange virtuoso, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but coalesce with her sweetness, it was an heady experience. After a slight while of this, I could tell that my physical structure was reacting, prepare for more. She shifted her bottom down a fiddling until my mouth was once again at her rosebud. This prison term I did not need any education. As I licked and probed with my natural language, she began to increase her pace with her mouth. Once again I could separate that I was getting very wet, as if she was purposely coating it with saliva.

After a mo I soon learned why. She quickly let my phallus out of her mouthpiece and scooted her body down my bureau until she was straddling me. I watched with anticipation as she began to lower herself onto me. What I did not expect was what happened next. Instead of gliding between her balmy lips, she grasped my cock tightly and lowered unfermented rosebud to the head. Ever slowly she began to skid down my rigid penis until her cheek were firmly against by hips and belly. What an unbelievable feeling ! What an incredible spate !
She held still for a consequence, getting used to the sensation. Then she began to slowly flex her pelvis and move up and down upon me. Her speed and rhythm began to make to a courteous tempo and her moan of pleasure changed into repeated chorus of"yes"and"more."I felt her hand reach down and start to rub my scrotum as she moved up and down. Then her other hand reached blue 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 rhythm that she was riding me. small by little her pace increased until in a magic consequence we both went over the sharpness and reached an orgasm simultaneously.

As her movement slowed, she withdrew her finger from me and lifted herself from my turncock. She once again shimmied up my dead body so that her bottom was in my cheek. We began to once again fairly each other off, but this sentence it was more of a slow, sensual come down instead of getting ready 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 pectus and a leg draped over my hips. I must possess dozed off for a moment because when I opened my middle, she was standing up succeeding to the bed and uncuffing me from the bed. I slowly sat up and rubbed my wrist 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 enjoy that… and not that I want to hurry off to jail, but what if the possessor of the house riposte ?"The exclusively answer 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 clean up what she threw at me. It was a small picture physical body and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a group of young adult female all dressed up in costumes at some Halloween party. And right in the middle of the grouping was the"ship's officer"that had caught me breaking in.
"I don't really think we have to worry about the possessor pressing any accusation or anything."I turned to appear at this stunning beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the manacle to her wrists .