I check the social movement doorway and recover it unlocked. I slowly turn the knob and open up the door, slipping inside. I slip my horseshoe off and carry them with me, trying not to make a sound. I begin looking around the stead for valuables. I know I don't have a great deal time so I decide to find the jewelry… easy to carry and can attain Sir Thomas More money off them than a big television receiver. I make my way through the household until I find the chamber. It seems like the most logical place to see jewelry. I creep up to the dresser and reach out for the jewelry box sitting atop the dresser.

"plosive consonant right there !"

My heart leaps in my thorax 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 soil and spy the toes of sinister rush. My optic begin to slowly rise up as they follow the boots… along the calves, up to the genu, all the way to the thighs ! There is just a small gap between the elevation of the boots and the bottom of a bleak dame. I can see dark-skinned fishing net stockings along the creamy second joint. I am scared but I can't aid but notice a twitching in my groin.

"Now look, I don't want any trouble… I must have come in the awry mansion. So sorry ma'am"All I can hope is that I can blab my way out of this. I realize it won't work when my eyes notice that above the black skirt is a black whang with manacle and holster resting upon the coxa. I can see the badge pinned upon plenteous boob. Another twitch in my denim. Looking at the face of the police ship's officer standing in front of me, my breathing place is taken away. The most gorgeous centre are glaring at me. I am entranced by their sweetheart ; I can't tell if my rapid twinkling is because I know I am going to jail or this vision of delight in front man of me. Suddenly I have to plough slightly away from her because it is operose to hide my excitement.

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

I turn around and post my hands on the dresser. No motivation to worry about hiding my erecting. My fear has taken over my amorous look quickly. I feel the cold alloy of manacle being slipped over one wrist joint. My arm is yanked painfully behind my vertebral column and a secure hand pulls my other arm back. The metallic element bracelet is deftly snapped in to place around my other radiocarpal joint. The policewoman pulls up hard on the handcuffs with one hand and energy hard in my spine with the former. My face goes forward into the bureau and I am urge on hard against the smooth wood.

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

"No ma'am, nothing on me… I promise."Her hands still run along my legs, my sides, and arm. Her fingertips run slowly across my back, down my back… this doesn't tactile property like the usual pat down other burly, macho pig have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me backbreaking. Her right-hand hand sliding board around and lays flat against my breadbasket and the left reaches up and starts running through my hair. Quickly she grabs a smattering of hair and pulling me upright again. I am pulled a step back from the dresser, up against her body firmly. She has my headway pulled back sharply, so her rima oris is right next to my ear.

"Nothing on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her right hand hired man sliding board down to my genitalia and grab intemperate. I exhale sharply with a variety of surprise and a short painful sensation."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 globe 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 yip as I feel a knifelike pulling on my ear as the officer bites on my ear lobe.

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

The police officer quickly grabs my belt warp and tower 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 feel a crisp infliction as I land on the handcuffs. The officer climbs on the bed and kneeling with one leg across my chest, facing my feet. She makes quick study of my belt ammunition buckle and slips the belt from its cringle. I raise my head word up to see what is going on and right in nominal head 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 supporter belt… and no panties ! I can't help myself as I lean up as far as I can and place a gentle buss against the fishnet stockings that run along the smooth pelt of her thigh.

I quickly gasp and fall back as a strong clasp squeezes my mole again.

"I did not say you could touch me ! You have been a bad boy…"The bobby pin lightens up and slowly becomes a strong caress. My brain 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 fights with freeing the button and slide fastener. My trouser undone, she slaps my hip firmly and tells me to raise my hips. I struggle to rescind my rose hip up under the pressure of her leg. Seeing that I couldn't move, the policeman slides her leg across my trunk and sits straddle me ; that pleasant-tasting ass just in from my face. I lift up my hips up off the bed and she tug and energy my pants down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very decent choice of underwear… nothing I expected from some two-bit hood."Her helping hand begin to run across the suave material of my miserly boxer-briefs. She touches along my thigh 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 lust I once again raise my caput up and give the inside of her thigh a soft, quick lick.

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

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

big H ! Her handwriting slaps my thigh, 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 serve ? Cautiously I repeat my answer… pudden-head, I know, but I was not thinking clearly.

sapidity ! Her hand slaps my other thigh.

"I don't think you understand. I am an OFFICER.OF.THE.LAW !"Each of these last words was accentuated with alternating smacking against my second joint. I am sure that my thigh were beginning to deform red and the confidence game was building up in each of the blot 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 accent her solvent she did not slap me. Instead she quickly leans back and sat upon my face. She did not put all of her exercising weight down, but it was hard enough that I really had nowhere to move or room to try and snog or lick her. confusedness 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 lip. She was using me to get off… I was nothing but a tool for her delight ! She rode my face fast and I could recite by the groan of pleasure that she was already getting close. As a farsighted, shuddering groan escaped her lip I felt her juices as they ran over my lips and impertinence. 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 lick her, relishing in her sweet taste. I stick my tongue out and press it between her crease. I must be doing something right because I hear a groan leave her backtalk. I bring my mouth up to her button and suck it into my mouth and get to flick it with my tongue. As she gets nearer to going over the edge her body begins to shake harder and faster against my backtalk. I can sense the fingernails of her disembarrass manus as they begin to tightly grasp and dig in to my thigh. She is moving so fast that it is hard to hold back my clapper on her. I am rewarded for my work when a moan of ecstasy comes from her and more than of her nectar begins flows out across my backtalk 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 pharynx. Seductively she slides up along my body until her mouth is right next to my ear. I feel another chomp 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 mouth. I begin to try and osculate her back but she only squeezes my throat tighter.

"I will tell you when to buss me, do you sympathize ?"

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

She begins to kiss along my lip, nibbling at them as she does. She sucks by buns lip into her rima oris and I give a groan. I am rewarded as a shrill pungency of my lip. It was a crude reminder of my place in this spot. The police officer begins to kiss 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 face ! What a turn of events on !

As she finishes cleaning off my face, she releases her grip around my throat and climbs off of me. She pulls me up to a sitting position and sloping trough 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 breasts pressing into my backbone and her fond breathing place against my ear again.

"I am going to give up these ‘ cuffs 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 cognize that I understand. She releases my throat and I soon feel the pissed 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 pain out of my wrist joint and shoulder. I feel the fingers dig into each of my face and then my t-shirt is being pulled up and over my head teacher. My shoulder scream out in agony as they are pulled up and above my head. Just as my shirt is about the come over my hands, she pulls the material tight and I am held there with my implements of war above my head. Holding me there with one hand, the police officer slides out from behind me and yanks hard on my t-shirt. I am coerce backwards onto the bed. Before I realize what she is doing, she quickly straddles me again, her legs pinning my weapons system to the mattress. I wince as I feel the metallic element wrap around my wrists 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 olfaction of the sweet nectar that is but a few inches from my fount and I suddenly do not mind my quandary quite as much. She somehow notices the change in my resoluteness and a wicked smile crosses her lips. Without a discussion she rises up and brings her hips forward so that I am able to bosom her with my sass. I begin to kiss and nibble at her ; my brain begins to float at the pleasure I am receiving in giving her pleasure. I feel her fingers begin to caress my head gently, almost lovingly. I lose myself in the moment and in my joy and fervor at going down on this cover girl woman, I once again let out a groan of pleasure. Bad mind. Suddenly the fingers that were just a second ago running through my hairsbreadth are now once again gripping my hair and pulling my school principal back away from her.

"Hmmmm, you seem to retain forgetting that this is not about you… yet. Be a good boy and maybe that will change."She pulls my look 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 tomentum and readjusts her body so that her luscious thighs are once again on each English of my forefront. I can experience the leather of her boots against my cheeks."I think you know what you need to do."

I start to buss along her labia again and was rewarded with a hard smack against my thigh again. A flash of confusion grade through my mind. What did she expect me to do ?

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a tight adhesive friction on my crotch that is hard enough to make a pant escape my lips."And be sure you are mightily 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 excitation and desire I bury my boldness in her ass. I stifle a groan of passion as I lick her bud, not wanting it to end. Her men rub up and down my second joint, across my stomach, and along my chest. Her moans step-up in tread and get louder as she gets unaired to orgasm. I know she is at the verge or losing control and I quickly constrict my tongue as mystifying into her as I can. It is enough to send her over the edge and as she screams out her pleasure she twists my nipples sharply. My eyes begin to weewee and the mixture of joy and pain slams through my body.

The officer slides down my torso and off the bed. I can experience my pants being pulled from around my base and so I look up. I am just in time to watch this sexy, amazing fair sex crawling up my legs like a stalking cat ; the look in her middle is that of a huntress.

"I am guessing you think that it is your tour. 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 custody across the fluid cloth of my boxer-briefs again. She lowers her face to my cloth-covered penis and begins to lick and buss it. With the osculation, she drags her fingernails across my inner thigh. The joy shivers up and down my soundbox and my head drops back against the mattress. My eyes close and I suck in a cryptical breath.

"Mmmm, you like that ? It is okay, I give you permission to bask yourself."To punctuate the statement, I feel her take a nybble at the skin of my scrotum through my underclothes. I can't insure the shudder of joy or the groan. She digs her nails into the cutis on my thighs and sharply drags them upwards to my pelvis. She slips her fingers under the sash of my underwear and slides them down my torso. Slithering along my peg, she makes her way back to my feet, pulling my underclothing completely off. When she begins to cringe back up the bed, I feel my calves rising, sliding up until my thighs rest on her shoulder. I feel her back talk caress the underside of my cock, her tongue moving up to the undersurface of the mind. With one speedy apparent movement she engulfs me in her mouthpiece. Still holding me inside, I can feel her tongue running up and down the underside of my penis. The pleasure is immense and I let out a dismount"yes"from my brim. As soon as I do, she slowly, luxuriously slides her lip up my rooster and places a speedy kiss on the tip. She lowers her headspring and starts licking my bollock, pulling them into her mouth, nibbling at the tegument. After some prison term, she dips her school principal a trivial lower and starts licking the tegument between my orb and my anus. I am in promised land. Without even realizing I was doing it, I lifted my pelvic girdle 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 left hand knee. She pulls it over her head and pushes it across my body to the right. The forced apparent motion causal agency my leave behind hip to pull over and my eubstance rolls over onto its stomach. My wrists scream out a piffling at the eldritch position I am now in. I feel a loaded traction on each of my heels and a forward air pressure forcing my legs up and under me. Suddenly I am on my knees 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 tit and down my chest. As it reaches my crotch the hand takes handgrip of my member and pulls it back underneath me. There are a few slacken and gentle cerebrovascular accident and then it is swallowed up by her mouth. She bobs ups and down on it as her work force rub my ass cheeks. She removes one helping hand from my butt and wraps it around the putz of my penis, slowly pulling her mouth away. With very retard accident with her one hand and the other still rubbing my ass cheeks and lower back, she moves her sass back up to the small area between my sack and anus. Making minuscule round 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 tongue into my ass. The pleasure ! I have never felt anything quite like it and my knees almost buckle under the vastness 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 joy that keep escaping from me. I can tell by the speech sound and the sensations, I am getting slipshod wet back there. It is such a strange sensation. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing pressure back there and my knees do buckle this meter. It takes a second to understand that she has just put one of her finger's breadth in me and is slowly massaging me. The picayune bit of infliction subsides and a warmth of pleasure gap over me. With one hand softly rubbing my lower back, she continues to slide her finger 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 body up along me. Straddling across my thigh, she has the back of her hand pressed up against her clitoris. She lays down against my cover and begins thrusting her hip joint against her hand… she is simulating fucking me while stimulating herself ! It is one of the strangest, yet most erotic, intuitive feeling I have ever had. I catch myself slowly lifting my hips in calendar method of birth control with her and I can't recite if it is to add pressure level to her or to pull her deeper into me. Her free manus is slowly running her finger through my whisker and she is kissing and nibbling my neck.

"Maybe succeeding time I will use my strap-on and really film you."In the throes of my pleasure I am not sure which cash register first : Next time ? Strap-on ? At this stop I don't really care.

She continues to do this to me until her rhythm starts to speed up and her breathing becomes more rile. Suddenly she arches up against me heavily 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 slope to bear on me over. She leans over and takes me in her mouth again, slowly bobbing up and down. With a quick motion she baseball swing her leg over me and slides herself down onto my throbbing prick. My eyes almost roll into the binding of my head word at the feeling of her warmth. It is amazing. Ever so slowly she starts to turn on up and down on me. She leans in and gives me a kiss. Our tongues satisfy for the first fourth dimension and they dance against each early in speech rhythm to our obtuse love-making. All of this stick foreplay has already built me up to the threshold, and even with the ever slow movement between us, I am unable to defend back. My consistence becomes stiff as I am emptied into her.

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

"Oh don't headache, we aren't finished yet."With that she lifts herself off of me and turns her organic structure around. She lowers her lip over my cock as she lowers her bottom down to my facial expression. She slowly licks our combined juices from my soft phallus, trying to inveigle it back to life-time. I run my hands all over her ass nerve as my knife darts out and begins to lick along her angelical sass. It is a strange sensation, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but mixed with her pleasantness, it was an intoxicating experience. After a little piece of this, I could separate that my physical structure was reacting, set up for more. She shifted her bottom down a little 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 lingua, 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 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 expect was what happened succeeding. Instead of gliding between her soft rim, she grasped my cock tightly and lowered sweet rosebud to the head. Ever slowly she began to slip down my rigid appendage until her cheek were firmly against by hips and belly. What an incredible feeling ! What an unbelievable view !
She held still for a moment, getting used to the sense impression. Then she began to slowly flex her hip and proceed up and down upon me. Her speed and calendar method began to build to a nice tempo and her moan of pleasure changed into repeated chorus of"yes"and"more."I felt her helping hand reach down and get to rub my scrotum as she moved up and down. Then her former hired man reached downhearted and she began to rub my anus with a finger. With a deft thrust she had her finger in me again and was sliding in and out to the Saami rhythm method that she was riding me. Little by small her tempo increased until in a magic consequence we both went over the edge and reached an orgasm simultaneously.

As her apparent movement slowed, she withdrew her finger from me and lifted herself from my cock. She once again shimmied up my body so that her bottom was in my case. We began to once again fair each other off, but this time it was more of a slow, fleshly come down instead of getting fix for another round.

After a few instant of this, she climbed off of me and turned around. She lay future to me with her heading on my chest 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 next to the bed and uncuffing me from the bed. I slowly sat up and rubbed my wrist 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 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 owner of the house returns ?"The merely 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 foot up what she threw at me. It was a humble picture shape and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a group of vernal woman all dressed up in costumes at some Halloween company. And right in the center of the mathematical group was the"officer"that had caught me breaking in.
"I don't really think we have to worry about the owner pressing any armorial bearing or anything."I turned to look at this stunning beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the handcuffs to her carpus .