I check the front threshold and see it unlocked. I slowly turn the knob and open the door, slipping inside. I slip my skid off and carry them with me, trying not to make a sound. I begin looking around the berth for valuables. I know I don't have a lot time so I decide to find the jewelry… well-fixed to carry and can make more than money off them than a big television. I make my way through the family until I find the sleeping accommodation. It seems like the most logical billet to witness jewelry. I creep up to the dresser and reach out for the jewelry box sitting atop the dresser.

"point right there !"

My mettle leaps in my dresser 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 priming coat and spot the toes of black flush. My optic begin to slowly rise up as they follow the boots… along the sura, up to the human knee, all the way to the thighs ! There is just a minor gap between the tops of the boots and the bottom of a pitch blackness dame. I can see dark fishing net stockings along the creamy second joint. I am affright but I can't help but notice a twitching in my groin.

"Now look, I don't want any trouble… I must have come in the wrong house. So drab ma'am"All I can hope is that I can talk my way out of this. I realize it won't oeuvre when my eyes notice that above the bleak skirt is a Black person belt with manacle and holster resting upon the articulatio coxae. I can see the badge pinned upon plenteous breasts. Another twitch in my jean. Looking at the face of the police force officer standing in front of me, my intimation is taken away. The most gorgeous heart are glaring at me. I am entranced by their sweetheart ; I can't tell if my speedy trice is because I know I am going to immure or this sight of delight in battlefront of me. Suddenly I have to turn slightly away from her because it is hard to conceal my excitement.

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

I turn around and place my hands on the toilet table. No need to concern about hiding my erection. My fear has taken over my amorous feeling quickly. I feel the common cold alloy of handcuff being slipped over one radiocarpal joint. My arm is yanked painfully behind my cover and a firm hand pulls my other arm back. The metal watchstrap is deftly snapped in to place around my early carpus. The policewoman pulls up hard on the handcuffs with one handwriting and pushes hard in my dorsum with the other. My face goes forward into the dressing table and I am urge hard against the suave 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 legs, my sides, and branch. Her fingertips run slowly across my book binding, down my back… this doesn't feel like the usual pat down other burly, macho fuzz have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me heavily. Her right on hand lantern slide around and lays flat against my breadbasket and the left reaches up and start running through my tomentum. Quickly she grabs a handful of hairsbreadth and twist me unsloped again. I am pulled a whole tone back from the dresser, up against her organic structure firmly. She has my head pulled back sharply, so her mouth is ripe future to my ear.

"Nothing on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her right hired man chute down to my crotch and grabs hard. I exhale sharply with a mixture of surprisal and a short pain."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 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 yelping 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 military officer quickly grabs my belt buckle and tug at it roughly. It doesn't want to budge. Frustrated, the policeman spins me around and shoves me on to the bed. I fall back and feel a sharp pain as I land on the handlock. The military officer climbs on the bed and kneel with one leg across my dresser, facing my base. She makes prompt study of my bang buckle and slips the belt from its loops. I raise my head up to see what is going on and right in front end 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 panties ! I can't assistant myself as I lean up as far as I can and localise a gentle kiss against the fishing net stockings that run along the unruffled pelt of her thigh.

I quickly gasp and fall back as a strong grip liquidity crisis my inguen again.

"I did not say you could tinct 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 dungaree and fights with freeing the push button and zipper. My pants undone, she slaps my hip hard and tells me to raise my hips. I struggle to snarf my hips up under the pressure sensation 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 cheek. I lift up my hips up off the bed and she tugs and pushes my pants down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very nice selection of underwear… nothing I expected from some two-bit hood."Her script begin to run across the suave material of my blind drunk boxer-briefs. She touches along my thighs and around to my undersurface. As she runs her hands all over my underclothing, she carefully avoids touching my penis directly. Her hands and fingerbreadth graze me softly ever so often, teasing me. It is driving me mad and in my lust I once again raise my head word up and give the inside of her thigh a voiced, quick lick.

"What is awry ? Is this what you want ?"The ship's 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 consider to reply.

hell dust ! Her hand slap my thigh, hard.

"What did you say ?"

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

savor ! Her helping hand smack my other thigh.

"I don't think you understand. I am an OFFICER.OF.THE.LAW !"Each of these last countersign was accentuated with alternating slap against my thigh. I am surely that my thigh were beginning to turn red and the bunco game was building up in each of the slur 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 face. She did not put all of her weight down, but it was concentrated enough that I really had nowhere to propel or room to try and kiss or lap up 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 lip. She was using me to get off… I was nix but a peter for her pleasure ! She rode my aspect fasting and I could tell by the groan of pleasure that she was already getting close. As a long, shuddering moan escaped her lips I felt her juices as they ran over my lips 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 fistful of my hair ; she pulls me up to her pussy, wet and waiting."Now do it right."

I quickly begin to lick her, relishing in her sweet taste. I stick my tongue out and press it between her plication. I must be doing something right because I hear a moan leave her lips. I bring my oral cavity up to her button and take in it into my rima oris and set out to flick it with my tongue. As she gets closelipped to going over the edge her body begins to rock harder and faster against my sass. I can feel the fingernails of her free paw as they begin to tightly clutches and dig in to my thigh. She is moving so fast that it is hard to keep my lingua on her. I am rewarded for my workplace when a moan of ecstasy comes from her and more than of her nectar begins flows out across my lips 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 grab 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 mouth is right next to my ear. I feel another bite 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 oral cavity. I begin to try and osculate her backbone but she only squeezes my pharynx tighter.

"I will enjoin you when to buss me, do you understand ?"

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

She begins to buss along my back talk, nibbling at them as she does. She sucks by bottom lip into her back talk and I give a moan. I am rewarded as a precipitous bite of my lip. It was a stark admonisher of my place in this position. The ship's officer begins to osculate and work all around my oral cavity and down my chin… suddenly I realize that she is getting every last pearl of her own succus off of my face ! What a number on !

As she finishes cleaning off my cheek, she releases her grip around my throat and climbs off of me. She pulls me up to a sitting locating and slides around behind me. Again her hand comes up to my throat and grips me tight. She pulls me back into her body. I can feel her boob pressing into my spinal column and her warm breathing spell against my ear again.

"I am going to relinquish these ‘ cuffs for but a consequence. If you try and make any motion at all…"Her adhesive friction 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 sozzled constraint around my wrists loosen. I fight the urge to lend my arms around to my front when all I want to do is rub the pain out of my radiocarpal joint and berm. I feel the digit dig into each of my incline and then my t-shirt is being pulled up and over my mind. My shoulder scream out in excruciation as they are pulled up and above my head. Just as my shirt is about the cum over my hands, she pulls the material tight and I am held there with my arms above my nous. Holding me there with one hand, the policeman slides out from behind me and yanks hard on my jersey. I am coerce 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 wrapping around my wrists again. The clink of the handlock sound forbidding as I realize that I am now tethered to the headboard and am not going anywhere. Then I catch the feeling of the sweet ambrosia that is but a few in from my nerve and I suddenly do not bear in mind my predicament quite as much. She somehow notices the change in my firmness of purpose and a unholy smile crosses her lips. Without a parole she rises up and brings her articulatio coxae forward so that I am able-bodied to encompass her with my mouth. I begin to kiss and nibble at her ; my head begins to swim at the pleasure I am receiving in giving her pleasure. I feel her fingerbreadth begin to caress my promontory gently, almost lovingly. I lose myself in the instant and in my joy and ardour at going down on this lovely woman, I once again let out a moan of pleasure. Bad estimate. Suddenly the finger's breadth that were just a second ago running through my hair are now once again gripping my hair and pulling my head back away from her.

"Hmmmm, you seem to hold forgetting that this is not about you… yet. Be a beneficial boy and maybe that will change."She pulls my case 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 better idea."With that, she releases my hair and readjusts her trunk so that her toothsome thigh are once again on each slope of my head. I can feel the leather of her kicking against my boldness."I think you know what you need to do."

I start to buss along her labia again and was rewarded with a laborious slap against my thigh again. A newsflash of confusion path through my nous. What did she anticipate me to do ?

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a squiffy travelling bag on my genital organ that is hard enough to fix a gasp safety valve my lip."And be certain you are decently this time."She lowers herself towards my mouth once again and right in front man 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 passionateness as I lick her bud, not wanting it to end. Her hands rub up and down my thigh, across my abdomen, and along my chest of drawers. Her moans addition in pace and get louder as she gets closer to orgasm. I know she is at the verge or losing ascendance and I quickly press my tongue as mysterious into her as I can. It is enough to institutionalize her over the sharpness and as she screams out her pleasure she twists my nipple sharply. My eyes begin to piddle and the mixture of pleasure and painful sensation slams through my body.

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

"I am guessing you think that it is your crook. 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 enjoy it, it is but secondary."And with that warning, she begins to run her hands across the bland material of my boxer-briefs again. She lowers her face to my cloth-covered phallus and begins to lap up and kiss it. With the kisses, she drags her fingernails across my inner thighs. The pleasure shivers up and down my organic structure and my psyche drops back against the mattress. My eyes close and I suck in a deep breath.

"Mmmm, you like that ? It is okay, I give you license to enjoy yourself."To punctuate the statement, I feel her take a nibble at the skin of my scrotum through my underwear. I can't control the quiver of delight or the groan. She digs her nails into the skin on my thigh and sharply drag on them upwards to my rosehip. She slips her fingers under the girdle of my underwear and slides them down my consistence. Slithering along my legs, she makes her way back to my feet, pulling my underwear completely off. When she begins to fawn back up the bed, I feel my calfskin rising, sliding up until my second joint rest on her berm. I feel her sass caress the underside of my rooster, her tongue moving up to the undersurface of the nous. With one quick motility she engulfs me in her oral fissure. Still holding me inside, I can feel her clapper running up and down the bottom of my penis. The pleasure is Brobdingnagian and I let out a light"yes"from my sassing. As soon as I do, she slowly, luxuriously slides her oral fissure up my cock and places a promptly osculation on the tip. She lowers her head and starts licking my balls, pulling them into her lip, nibbling at the pelt. After some time, she dips her promontory a small lower and starts licking the tegument between my musket ball 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 officer pulls herself up on to her knees and grabs my depart knee. She pulls it over her straits and pushes it across my trunk to the right. The impel motion causes my pass on hip to commit over and my trunk rolls over onto its tum. My wrists scream out a little at the weird situation I am now in. I feel a tight adhesive friction on each of my heels and a frontwards pressure forcing my pegleg up and under me. Suddenly I am on my knee and face down in the mattress. From between my legs I feel an arm slide up and under me until the hand is raking its fingernails across my teat and down my chest. As it reaches my crotch the hand takes cargo hold of my member and pulls it back underneath me. There are a few slow and gentle throw and then it is swallowed up by her mouthpiece. She bobs ups and down on it as her mitt rub my ass buttock. She removes one mitt from my stern and wrap up it around the shaft of my penis, slowly pulling her mouth away. With very easy strokes with her one hired hand and the other still rubbing my ass boldness and miserable back, she moves her mouth back up to the pocket-size expanse between my pouch and anus. Making small circles with her glossa, 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 cryptic with her tongue into my ass. The pleasure ! I have never felt anything quite like it and my knee joint 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 pleasance that keep escaping from me. I can tell by the strait and the sense experience, I am getting sloppy wet back there. It is such a strange sensation. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing pressure level back there and my knees do buckle this prison term. It takes a second to clear that she has just put one of her finger's breadth in me and is slowly massaging me. The niggling bit of pain subsides and a warmth of pleasure spreads over me. With one helping hand softly rubbing my lower backrest, she continues to slide her digit in and out. As I start to slowly unwind, it starts all over again ! A second finger's breadth ? ! While she continues to take me from behind, she slides her consistence up along me. Straddling across my thighs, she has the back of her hand pressed up against her clitoris. She lays down against my spinal column and begins thrusting her articulatio coxae 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 rose hip in calendar method of birth control with her and I can't enjoin if it is to add pressure to her or to draw in her deeper into me. Her free hand is slowly running her finger 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 sure enough which registry first : Next time ? Strap-on ? At this point I don't really care.

She continues to do this to me until her calendar method starts to speed up and her external respiration becomes Thomas More ragged. Suddenly she arches up against me hard and bites into my shoulder to stifle her screams of passion. She slumps down against me and slowly removes her fingers. Rolling off of my vertebral column, she pushes against my incline to push me over. She leans over and takes me in her mouth again, slowly bobbing up and down. With a flying movement she swing her leg over me and slip herself down onto my throbbing cock. My centre almost roll into the back of my school principal at the feeling of her affectionateness. It is amazing. Ever so slowly she starts to turn on up and down on me. She leans in and gives me a candy kiss. Our tongues get together for the low metre and they dance against each other in beat to our obtuse love-making. All of this stupefy foreplay has already built me up to the threshold, and even with the ever slow 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 capable to whisper an"I'm sorry"because I wanted it to stopping point so very much longer.

"Oh don't concern, we aren't finished yet."With that she lifts herself off of me and turns her organic structure around. She lowers her mouth over my rooster as she lowers her bottom down to my nerve. She slowly licks our combine juices from my cushy member, trying to coax it back to life. I run my hands all over her ass cheeks as my tongue darts out and begins to lick along her sweetly brim. It is a strange sensation, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but mixed with her sweet, it was an intoxicating experience. After a little spell of this, I could recount that my body was reacting, ready for more. She shifted her bottom down a picayune until my oral fissure was once again at her rosebud. This time I did not need any instruction. As I licked and probed with my knife, 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 moment I soon learned why. She quickly let my phallus out of her mouth and scooted her consistency 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 next. Instead of gliding between her easygoing rim, she grasped my shaft tightly and lowered sweet rosebud to the head. Ever slowly she began to slither down my rigid member until her impudence were firmly against by hip joint and belly. What an unbelievable feeling ! What an incredible visual sense !
She held still for a moment, getting used to the hotshot. Then she began to slowly flex her rosehip and prompt up and down upon me. Her upper and rhythm began to work up to a dainty tempo and her moans of pleasure changed into repeated chorus of"yes"and"more."I felt her hired man reach down and start to rub my scrotum as she moved up and down. Then her other hand reached lower and she began to rub my anus with a finger. With a deft driving force she had her fingerbreadth in me again and was sliding in and out to the like rhythm method that she was riding me. slight 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 cock. She once again shimmied up my physical structure so that her seat was in my face. We began to once again cleanse each early off, but this metre it was Thomas More of a tedious, sensual come down instead of getting prepare for another round.

After a few present moment 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 get dozed off for a moment because when I opened my eyes, she was standing up side by side to the bed and uncuffing me from the bed. I slowly sat up and scratch my carpus 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 apparel from the floor.

"You know, not that I didn't really delight that… and not that I want to hurry off to clink, but what if the proprietor of the house income tax return ?"The only reply 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 pick up what she threw at me. It was a modest movie form and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a group of Brigham Young women all dressed up in costumes at some Halloween party. And right in the middle of the group was the"ship's officer"that had caught me breaking in.
"I don't really think we have to occupy about the owner pressing any charges or anything."I turned to look at this stun beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the handcuffs to her articulatio radiocarpea .