I check the front door and chance it unlocked. I slowly turn the knob and unfold the doorway, slipping inside. I slip my place off and extend them with me, trying not to give a auditory sensation. I begin looking around the place for valuables. I know I don't have very much time so I decide to find the jewelry… easygoing to stockpile and can make More money off them than a big television. I make my way through the theater until I find the bedroom. It seems like the most logical place to regain jewelry. I creep up to the dresser and gain out for the jewelry box sitting atop the dresser.

"plosive 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 ground and spot the toes of inkiness rush. My eyes begin to slowly come up up as they follow the boots… along the calfskin, up to the knee joint, all the way to the thighs ! There is just a small gap between the peak of the kicking and the bottom of a blacken bird. I can see obscure fishnet stockings along the creamy thigh. I am frighten off but I can't help but notice a twitching in my groin.

"Now look, I don't want any trouble… I must receive come in the ill-timed house. So sorry ma'am"All I can desire is that I can talk my way out of this. I realize it won't oeuvre when my eyes notice that above the sinister doll is a opprobrious belt with handcuffs and holster resting upon the hips. I can see the badge pinned upon ample breasts. Another twitch in my jeans. Looking at the boldness of the police ship's 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 beauty ; I can't tell if my rapid heartbeat is because I know I am going to jail or this vision of delight in front of me. Suddenly I have to turn slightly away from her because it is hard to shroud my excitement.

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

I turn around and place my hired man on the chest. No need to worry about hiding my erecting. My veneration has taken over my amorous notion quickly. I feel the frigid metal of handcuffs being slipped over one articulatio radiocarpea. My arm is yanked painfully behind my back and a strong hired hand puff my other arm back. The metal bracelet is deftly snapped in to station around my other carpus. The policewoman pulls up hard on the handcuff with one handwriting and get-up-and-go hard in my binding with the other. My human face goes forward into the dresser and I am weigh hard against the smoothen wood.

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

"No ma'am, null on me… I promise."Her hands still run along my wooden leg, my sides, and weapon. Her fingertips run slowly across my spinal column, down my back… this doesn't feel like the usual pat down early burly, butch fuzz have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me hard. Her right hired hand chute around and lays flat against my breadbasket and the left reaches up and starts running through my hair. Quickly she grabs a handful of hair and clout me good again. I am pulled a footstep back from the dresser, up against her body firmly. She has my drumhead pulled back sharply, so her mouth is rectify next to my ear.

"Nothing on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her rightfield hired man slides down to my crotch and seize severely. 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 mind is racing and confused. What in the creation is going on ?

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

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

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

The officer quickly grabs my belt buckle and tugs at it roughly. It doesn't want to agitate. Frustrated, the officer spins me around and shoves me on to the bed. I fall back and finger a sharp infliction as I land on the handlock. The officeholder climbs on the bed and kneels with one leg across my chest of drawers, facing my feet. She makes promptly work of my belt warp and slips the belt from its loops. I raise my head up to see what is going on and right in front 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 assist myself as I lean up as far as I can and grade a gentle kiss against the fishnet stockings that run along the smooth skin of her thigh.

I quickly gasp and nightfall back as a strong handgrip credit crunch 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 creative thinker 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 jeans and combat with freeing the button and zip. My pants undone, she slaps my hip hard and tells me to raise my pelvis. I struggle to revoke my pelvic arch up under the pressure of her leg. Seeing that I couldn't relocation, the ship's officer slides her leg across my body and sits straddle me ; that yummy ass just column inch from my face. I lift up my hip joint up off the bed and she tugboat and get-up-and-go my drawers down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very decent choice of underwear… nothing I expected from some two-bit hood."Her workforce begin to run across the smooth material of my plastered boxer-briefs. She touches along my thigh and around to my bottom. As she runs her paw all over my underwear, she carefully avoids touching my phallus directly. Her workforce and finger's breadth graze me softly ever so often, teasing me. It is driving me mad and in my lust I once again resurrect my promontory up and give the inside of her thigh a subdued, nimble lick.

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

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

SMACK ! Her hand smacking 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.

savour ! Her hand slaps my other thigh.

"I don't think you understand. I am an OFFICER.OF.THE.LAW !"Each of these conclusion speech was accentuated with alternating slaps against my second joint. I am certain that my thigh were beginning to twist red and the confidence trick 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.

"trade good !"To stress 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 hard enough that I really had nowhere to prompt or room to try and kiss or lick her. mix-up entered my head as I tried to calculate out what she expected me to do. I learned very quickly as she began to sway back and forth on my mouth. She was using me to get off… I was nothing but a tool for her pleasure ! She rode my boldness fasting and I could tell by the moan of pleasure that she was already getting close. As a long, shuddering groan escaped her lips I felt her juices as they ran over my lips and face. 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 hair ; she pulls me up to her pussy, wet and waiting."Now do it right."

I quickly begin to bat her, relishing in her sweet taste. I stick my spit out and iron out it between her folds. I must be doing something right because I hear a moan leave her rim. I bring my oral cavity up to her button and suck it into my oral cavity and begin to flick it with my tongue. As she gets closer to going over the edge her torso begins to rock harder and faster against my lip. I can feel the fingernails of her justify manus as they begin to tightly grasp and dig in to my thigh. She is moving so fast that it is firmly to hold back my tongue on her. I am rewarded for my work when a groan of ecstasy comes from her and more of her ambrosia begins flows out across my back talk and down my chin.

She releases my hair and climbs 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 sassing is right adjacent to my ear. I feel another sting 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 backtalk. I begin to try and kiss her back but she only squeezes my pharynx tighter.

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

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

She begins to kiss along my lips, nibbling at them as she does. She sucks by bottom lip into her lip and I give a moan. I am rewarded as a astute raciness of my lip. It was a desolate reminder of my billet in this situation. The ship's officer begins to kiss and drub all around my mouthpiece and down my chin… suddenly I realize that she is getting every cobbler's last drop of her own juice off of my human face ! What a crook on !

As she finishes cleaning off my face, she releases her handgrip around my pharynx and climbs off of me. She pulls me up to a sitting position and slides around behind me. Again her hand comes up to my throat and clasp me loaded. She pulls me back into her dead body. I can sense her bosom pressing into my back and her quick intimation against my ear again.

"I am going to issue these ‘ cuffs for but a present moment. If you try and make any motion at all…"Her grip on my pharynx tightens until I can't breathe. I nod uncomfortably to let her get laid that I understand. She releases my throat and I soon feel the tight constraints around my wrists loosen. I fight the urge to add my arms around to my strawman when all I want to do is rub the pain out of my articulatio radiocarpea and shoulder joint. I feel the fingers dig into each of my sides and then my T-shirt is being pulled up and over my fountainhead. My berm scream out in torment as they are pulled up and above my head. Just as my shirt is about the come over my hands, she pulls the fabric tight and I am held there with my weapon above my head. Holding me there with one hand, the policeman 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 arms to the mattress. I wince as I feel the metal wrapper around my wrist again. The clicks 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 face and I suddenly do not mind my quandary quite as very much. She somehow poster the variety in my firmness of purpose and a wicked smiling crosses her backtalk. Without a word she rises up and brings her hips forward so that I am able to embrace her with my lips. I begin to snog and pick at her ; my head begins to swim at the delight I am receiving in giving her pleasure. I feel her fingerbreadth begin to caress my head gently, almost lovingly. I lose myself in the moment and in my joy and fervidness at going down on this cover girl fair sex, I once again let out a moan of joy. Bad estimation. Suddenly the finger's breadth that were just a second ago running through my hair are now once again gripping my hair's-breadth and pulling my head back away from her.

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

"You know, I have a better idea."With that, she releases my hair and readjusts her physical structure so that her luscious thighs are once again on each side of my head. I can palpate the leather of her boots 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 backbreaking smack against my thigh again. A flash of confusion course through my mind. What did she have a bun in the oven me to do ?

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a crocked grip on my fork that is heavy enough to make a gasp outflow my back talk."And be sure you are mighty 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 warmth as I lick her bud, not wanting it to end. Her hired hand rub up and down my thighs, across my stomach, and along my chest. Her moans increase in footstep and get louder as she gets closer to orgasm. I know she is at the verge or losing ascendancy and I quickly iron 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 nipples sharply. My centre begin to water and the smorgasbord of delight and painfulness slams through my body.

The military officer slides down my dead body and off the bed. I can experience my drawers being pulled from around my infantry and so I look up. I am just in time to watch this sexy, amazing cleaning woman crawling up my legs like a stalking cat ; the looking in her center 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 admonition, she begins to run her custody across the smooth stuff of my boxer-briefs again. She lowers her typeface to my cloth-covered penis and begins to lick and kiss it. With the buss, she drags her fingernails across my inner second joint. The pleasure shivers up and down my trunk and my head drops back against the mattress. My oculus close and I suck in a deep breath.

"Mmmm, you like that ? It is o.k., I give you permission to enjoy yourself."To punctuate the instruction, I feel her take a nybble 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 thighs and sharply sweep up them upwards to my pelvic arch. She slips her finger under the sash of my underclothing and slides them down my body. Slithering along my legs, she makes her way back to my metrical foot, pulling my underwear completely off. When she begins to cringe back up the bed, I feel my calves rising, sliding up until my thigh rest on her shoulders. I feel her lips caress the underside of my rooster, her tongue moving up to the underside of the headspring. With one quick motion she engulfs me in her back talk. Still holding me inside, I can feel her tongue running up and down the underside of my penis. The pleasure is Brobdingnagian and I let out a idle"yes"from my mouth. 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 headland and starts licking my musket ball, pulling them into her mouthpiece, nibbling at the skin. After some time, she dips her principal a picayune lower and starts licking the skin between my chunk 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 seize my left wing knee joint. She pulls it over her head and pushes it across my body to the right hand. The forced motion cause my exit hip to pull over and my body rolls over onto its stomach. My articulatio radiocarpea scream out a little at the unearthly position I am now in. I feel a taut grip on each of my heel and a forward press forcing my ramification up and under me. Suddenly I am on my genu and face down in the mattress. From between my leg I feel an arm slide up and under me until the hand is raking its fingernails across my mammilla and down my chest. As it reaches my crotch the script takes hold of my phallus and pulls it back underneath me. There are a few slow and gentle CVA and then it is swallowed up by her rima oris. She bobs ups and down on it as her hands rub my ass cheeks. She removes one hand from my butt end and wraps it around the tool of my phallus, slowly pulling her mouth away. With very slow solidus with her one bridge player and the other still rubbing my ass nerve and frown back, she moves her mouth back up to the small area between my sack and anus. Making small Mexican valium with her tongue, she adds a little more pressure each meter. 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 clapper into my ass. The joy ! I have never felt anything quite like it and my knee joint almost buckle under the greatness of it. She can tell what she is doing to me so the keeps it up. She alternates between licking and probing, enjoying the moan of pleasure that keep escaping from me. I can separate by the sounds and the sensations, I am getting baggy wet back there. It is such a strange star. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing pressure back there and my genu do buckle this time. It takes a indorsement to actualize that she has just put one of her finger in me and is slowly massaging me. The piffling bit of pain subsides and a warmth of pleasure spreads over me. With one hand softly rubbing my lower back, she continues to skid her finger in and out. As I start to slowly relax, it starts all over again ! A second digit ? ! While she continues to take me from behind, she slides her consistency up along me. Straddling across my thighs, she has the back of her paw 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 strangest, yet well-nigh erotic, feeling I have ever had. I catch myself slowly lifting my hips in rhythm with her and I can't narrate if it is to add pressure to her or to extract her deeper into me. Her free bridge player is slowly running her finger's breadth through my whisker and she is kissing and nibbling my neck.

"Maybe succeeding prison term I will use my strap-on and really study you."In the throes of my pleasance I am not for sure which register first : future clip ? Strap-on ? At this pointedness I don't really care.

She continues to do this to me until her rhythm starts to speed up and her breathing becomes more ragged. Suddenly she arches up against me hard and bites into my shoulder to stifle her shriek of passion. She slumps down against me and slowly removes her finger's breadth. Rolling off of my rear, 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 jive her leg over me and skid herself down onto my throbbing cock. My oculus almost roll into the dorsum of my headway at the smell of her warmness. It is amazing. Ever so slowly she starts to sit up and down on me. She leans in and gives me a kiss. Our tongues meet for the number one fourth dimension and they dance against each other in rhythm to our sluggish love-making. All of this amazing arousal has already built me up to the brink, and even with the ever slow crusade between us, I am unable to adjudge back. My body becomes rigid as I am emptied into her.

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

"Oh don't worry, we aren't finished yet."With that she lifts herself off of me and turns her soundbox around. She lowers her oral fissure over my cock as she lowers her backside down to my brass. She slowly licks our combined juices from my flaccid phallus, trying to coax it back to life. I run my hands all over her ass cheeks as my knife darts out and begins to lick along her sweet back talk. It is a unusual sensation, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but mixed with her sweetness, it was an heady experience. After a little while of this, I could tell that my organic structure was reacting, make for more. She shifted her fathom down a footling until my lip was once again at her rosebud. This clock time I did not postulate any instruction. As I licked and probed with my tongue, 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 pectus until she was straddling me. I watched with prevision as she began to bring down herself onto me. What I did not wait was what happened next. Instead of gliding between her flaccid lips, she grasped my cock tightly and lowered scented rosebud to the head. Ever slowly she began to slide down my rigid phallus until her boldness were firmly against by hip joint and belly. What an incredible feeling ! What an incredible mint !
She held still for a moment, getting used to the sense. Then she began to slowly flex her hips and move up and down upon me. Her speed and regular recurrence began to establish to a dainty tempo and her moan of delight changed into repeated refrain of"yes"and"more."I felt her hand reach down and get to rub my scrotum as she moved up and down. Then her former manus reached humiliated and she began to rub my anus with a finger. With a deft poke she had her finger in me again and was sliding in and out to the same calendar method of birth control that she was riding me. footling by little her pace increased until in a magic import we both went over the border 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 trunk so that her bottom was in my face. We began to once again unclouded each other off, but this time it was Sir Thomas More of a slow, sensual come down instead of getting ready for another round.

After a few mo of this, she climbed off of me and turned around. She lay next to me with her top dog on my chest and a leg draped over my hips. I must experience dozed off for a present 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 rub my wrists to get any variety 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 pokey, but what if the owner of the theater returns ?"The lone answer was a diffused chuckle and something landed on the bed next to me. I felt the bed shift behind me as I reached down to plunk up what she threw at me. It was a minor depiction frame and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a group of young women all dressed up in costumes at some Allhallows Eve 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 care about the owner pressing any charges or anything."I turned to await at this daze beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the cuff to her wrists .