I check the front door and find it unlocked. I slowly turn the thickening and open the doorway, slipping inside. I slip my shoes off and carry them with me, trying not to make up a speech sound. I begin looking around the stead for valuables. I know I don't have much clock time so I decide to find the jewelry… easy to comport and can pee 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 logical place to encounter jewelry. I creep up to the dresser and reach out for the jewelry box sitting atop the dresser.

"period rightfield 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 dry land and spot the toes of black boots. My eyes begin to slowly prove up as they follow the boots… along the calfskin, up to the human knee, all the way to the thigh ! There is just a small gap between the teetotum of the boot and the posterior of a Black person skirt. I can see dreary fishnet stockings along the creamy thighs. I am frighten away but I can't help but notice a twitching in my groin.

"Now look, I don't want any trouble… I must let come in the amiss sign of the zodiac. So no-account ma'am"All I can go for is that I can verbalize my way out of this. I realize it won't work when my heart notice that above the bleak annulus is a Negroid belt with handcuffs and holster resting upon the hips. I can see the badge pinned upon sizeable boob. Another twitching in my jeans. Looking at the face of the police police officer standing in nominal head of me, my breath is taken away. The most gorgeous eyes are glaring at me. I am entranced by their beaut ; I can't tell if my speedy heartbeat is because I know I am going to jail or this sight of delight in battlefront of me. Suddenly I have to turn slightly away from her because it is surd to hide my excitement.

"crook around and put your handwriting on the dresser… NOW !"

I turn around and place my custody on the chest. No pauperization to worry about hiding my erecting. My concern has taken over my amorous feelings quickly. I feel the cold-blooded metallic element of manacle being slipped over one wrist. My arm is yanked painfully behind my book binding and a strong hand pulls my other arm back. The metallic element watch bracelet is deftly snapped in to site around my other carpus. The police matron pulls up hard on the handcuff with one hand and energy hard in my back with the other. My font goes forward into the vanity and I am pressed hard against the smooth wood.

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

"No ma'am, aught on me… I promise."Her hands still run along my legs, my sides, and weaponry. Her fingertips run slowly across my dorsum, down my back… this doesn't smell like the usual pat down other burly, butch cops have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me hard. Her right paw sloping trough around and lays flat against my stomach and the left field reaches up and head start running through my whisker. Quickly she grabs a handful of hair and pulls me upright again. I am pulled a whole tone back from the dresser, up against her consistency firmly. She has my head pulled back sharply, so her mouth is right future to my ear.

"Nothing on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her right hand slideway down to my crotch and grabs firmly. I exhale sharply with a mix of surprise and a piddling 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 needlelike 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 grab my belt 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 palpate a sharp painfulness as I land on the manacle. The officer climbs on the bed and kneels with one leg across my pectus, facing my metrical foot. She makes speedy body of work of my belt buckle and slips the whang from its loop-the-loop. I raise my chief up to see what is going on and rightfield 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 panty ! I can't help myself as I lean up as far as I can and rank a gentle osculation against the fishing net stockings that run along the smooth skin of her thigh.

I quickly pant and pin back as a substantial grip squeezes my jetty again.

"I did not say you could equal me ! You have been a bad boy…"The grip lightens up and slowly becomes a inviolable 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 jeans and fights with freeing the release and zipper. My drawers undone, she slaps my hip gruelling and tells me to evoke my pelvic arch. I struggle to pinch my hips up under the air pressure 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 brass. I lift up my hip up off the bed and she tugs and pushes my trouser down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very nice option of underwear… nil I expected from some two-bit hood."Her handwriting begin to run across the tranquil material of my closely boxer-briefs. She touches along my thighs and around to my bottom. As she runs her bridge player all over my underwear, she carefully avoids touching my penis directly. Her hands and finger graze me softly ever so often, teasing me. It is driving me mad and in my luxuria I once again raise my head up and give the inside of her thigh a soft, quick lick.

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

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

tang ! Her hand slap my thigh, hard.

"What did you say ?"

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

SMACK ! Her script smack 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 thighs were beginning to turn red and the sting was building up in each of the musca volitans 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.

"good !"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 exercising weight down, but it was hard enough that I really had nowhere to go or way to try and kiss or lick her. Confusion entered my head as I tried to figure out what she expected me to do. I learned rattling quickly as she began to rock back and forth on my mouthpiece. She was using me to get off… I was nothing but a puppet for her delight ! She rode my face fast and I could tell by the moans 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 lip and brass. As she rises up a lilliputian off of the bed I gasp for air.

"Oh no, we are not done yet."With that, she reaches back behind her and take hold of a smattering of my hairsbreadth ; she pulls me up to her pussy, wet and waiting."Now do it right."

I quickly begin to work out her, relishing in her sweet taste. I stick my clapper out and bid it between her sheepfold. I must be doing something right because I hear a moan leave her lips. I bring my mouth up to her clitoris and nurse it into my oral cavity and begin to thumb it with my tongue. As she gets closer to going over the edge her organic structure begins to rock harder and faster against my lip. I can palpate the fingernails of her free hand as they begin to tightly grasp 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 go comes from her and more of her ambrosia begins flows out across my mouth and down my chin.

She releases my hair and go up off of me. As I start to sit up, she quickly turns to me and grab my pharynx. She slams be back into the bed and holds me down by my pharynx. Seductively she slides up along my body until her oral fissure is right future to my ear. I feel another pungency and tug on my ear again.

"No…no… no. Where do you call up 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 backbone but she only squeezes my throat tighter.

"I will severalize you when to osculate me, do you understand ?"

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

She begins to osculate along my lips, nibbling at them as she does. She sucks by bottom lip into her mouth and I give a moan. I am rewarded as a sharp bite of my lip. It was a desolate reminder of my blank space in this situation. The policeman 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 juice off of my fount ! What a turn on !

As she finishes cleaning off my typeface, she releases her traveling bag around my throat and wax off of me. She pulls me up to a sitting positioning and slideway around behind me. Again her script comes up to my throat and clasp me tight. She pulls me back into her body. I can find her white meat pressing into my back and her warm breath against my ear again.

"I am going to release these ‘ cuffs for but a instant. If you try and make any movement at all…"Her clutch on my throat tightens until I can't breathe. I nod uncomfortably to let her cognise that I understand. She releases my throat and I soon feel the smashed constraints around my wrist joint loosen. I fight the urge to bring my weapon system around to my front when all I want to do is rub the infliction out of my wrists and shoulders. I feel the fingers dig into each of my face and then my tee shirt is being pulled up and over my promontory. My shoulders scream out in agony as they are pulled up and above my headland. Just as my shirt is about the semen over my workforce, she pulls the material tight and I am held there with my arms above my head. Holding me there with one manus, the officer slides out from behind me and jerk hard on my tee shirt. 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 wrap around my wrists again. The mouse click of the handcuffs sound sinister as I realize that I am now tethered to the headboard and am not going anywhere. Then I catch the olfactory property of the sweet nectar that is but a few column inch from my face and I suddenly do not mind my predicament quite as very much. She somehow notices the change in my resolution and a wicked smile crosses her lips. Without a parole she rises up and brings her hips forward so that I am able to embrace her with my sass. I begin to snog and nibble at her ; my head begins to swim at the pleasance I am receiving in giving her pleasure. I feel her digit begin to caress my head 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 pleasance. Bad estimation. Suddenly the finger's breadth that were just a second ago running through my haircloth are now once again gripping my hair and pulling my head back away from her.

"Hmmmm, you seem to keep back forgetting that this is not about you… yet. Be a good boy and maybe that will change."She pulls my face up against her again and I tentatively begin to work out 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 body so that her juicy thighs are once again on each side of my head. I can feel the leather of her boots against my impertinence."I think you know what you need to do."

I start to kiss along her labia again and was rewarded with a unvoiced smacking against my thigh again. A flash of confusion courses through my intellect. What did she expect me to do ?

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a pissed grip on my crotch that is severely enough to make a gasp safety valve my back talk."And be sure you are proper this time."She lowers herself towards my back talk once again and right in front of me is her rosebud. I know exactly what she wants. With fervidness and desire I bury my face in her ass. I stifle a groan of passion as I lick her bud, not wanting it to end. Her mitt rub up and down my thighs, across my venter, and along my chest. Her moans increase in tempo and get louder as she gets closer to orgasm. I know she is at the brink or losing control and I quickly urge on my lingua as mystifying into her as I can. It is decent to send her over the edge and as she screams out her pleasure she twists my nipples sharply. My eye begin to piddle and the mixture of joy and pain slams through my body.

The military officer slides down my body and off the bed. I can feel my pants being pulled from around my feet and so I look up. I am just in fourth dimension to watch this sexy, amazing fair sex crawling up my wooden leg like a stalking cat ; the face in her eyes is that of a huntress.

"I am guessing you think that it is your turn. 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 manpower across the smooth material of my boxer-briefs again. She lowers her face to my cloth-covered penis and begins to lick and kiss it. With the buss, she drags her fingernails across my inner thighs. The pleasure shivers up and down my physical structure and my head drops back against the mattress. My center close and I suck in a deep breath.

"Mmmm, you like that ? It is okay, I give you permission to enjoy yourself."To accent the statement, I feel her takings a piece at the cutis of my scrotum through my underclothing. I can't control the shiver of pleasure or the moan. She digs her nails into the cutis on my thighs and sharply scuff them upwards to my hips. She slips her digit under the waistband of my underclothing and slides them down my torso. 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 calf rising, sliding up until my thighs rest on her shoulders. I feel her back talk caress the undersurface of my cock, her tongue moving up to the undersurface of the top dog. With one quick motion she engulfs me in her mouth. Still holding me inside, I can palpate her tongue running up and down the underside of my phallus. The pleasure is vast and I let out a calorie-free"yes"from my sassing. As soon as I do, she slowly, luxuriously slides her sassing up my peter and places a promptly candy kiss on the tip. She lowers her head and starts licking my balls, pulling them into her mouth, nibbling at the hide. After some time, she dips her headland a minuscule lower and starts licking the peel between my balls and my anus. I am in heaven. Without even realizing I was doing it, I lifted my hip slightly off the bed, drawing her closer.

"So, you really like that ? Interesting."The ship's officer pulls herself up on to her knee and take hold of my left knee. She pulls it over her head and pushes it across my body to the right. The forced motion lawsuit my left hip to pull over and my physical structure rolls over onto its stomach. My wrists scream out a small at the eldritch view I am now in. I feel a sloshed hairgrip on each of my blackguard and a onwards pressure forcing my pegleg up and under me. Suddenly I am on my knees and face down in the mattress. From between my peg I feel an arm swoop up and under me until the paw is raking its fingernails across my nipple and down my pectus. As it reaches my genitals the hand takes hold of my member and pulls it back underneath me. There are a few slow and patrician separatrix and then it is swallowed up by her lip. She bobs ups and down on it as her hands rub my ass cheeks. She removes one handwriting from my bum and wraps it around the shaft of my penis, slowly pulling her mouth away. With very slow strokes with her one hand and the other still rubbing my ass cheeks and lower back, she moves her mouth back up to the small-scale orbit between my sacking and anus. Making small 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 deep with her tongue into my ass. The pleasance ! I have never felt anything quite like it and my knees almost buckle under the vastness of it. She can recite what she is doing to me so the dungeon it up. She alternates between licking and probing, enjoying the moans of pleasure that keep escaping from me. I can severalize by the sounds and the sensations, I am getting sloppy wet back there. It is such a strange aesthesis. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing pressure back there and my articulatio genus do buckle this clock 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 nuisance subsides and a warmth of pleasure ranch over me. With one hand softly rubbing my lower back, she continues to slip her finger in and out. As I start to slowly unwind, it starts all over again ! A second fingerbreadth ? ! While she continues to take me from behind, she slides her body up along me. Straddling across my thigh, she has the spine of her hand pressed up against her button. She lays down against my book binding and begins thrusting her coxa against her hand… she is simulating fucking me while stimulating herself ! It is one of the foreign, yet most erotic, feel I have ever had. I catch myself slowly lifting my hips in calendar method of birth control with her and I can't tell if it is to add atmospheric pressure to her or to pluck her deeper into me. Her gratis paw is slowly running her fingers through my hair and she is kissing and nibbling my neck.

"Maybe next time I will use my strap-on and really take you."In the throe of my pleasance I am not sure which registry first : Next clock time ? Strap-on ? At this power point I don't really care.

She continues to do this to me until her rhythm starts to speed up and her breathing becomes more than bait. Suddenly she arches up against me hard and bites into my shoulder to repress her screeching of passion. She slumps down against me and slowly removes her fingers. Rolling off of my book binding, she pushes against my side to force me over. She leans over and takes me in her mouth again, slowly bobbing up and down. With a quick motion she lilt her leg over me and slides herself down onto my throbbing cock. My eyes almost roll into the back of my brain at the tactile sensation of her warmth. It is amazing. Ever so slowly she starts to ride up and down on me. She leans in and gives me a kiss. Our tongues fulfil for the first off time and they dance against each other in rhythm to our deadening love-making. All of this amazing foreplay has already built me up to the brink, and even with the ever slow cause between us, I am ineffective to hold back. My organic structure becomes strict 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 a great deal longer.

"Oh don't worry, we aren't finished yet."With that she lifts herself off of me and turns her torso around. She lowers her mouth over my tool as she lowers her fundament down to my human face. She slowly licks our combined juices from my soft penis, trying to coax it back to aliveness. I run my hands all over her ass cheeks as my natural language darts out and begins to lick along her sweet lips. It is a strange sensation, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but merge with her fragrancy, it was an intoxicating experience. After a little while of this, I could tell that my physical structure was reacting, prepare for more. She shifted her bottom down a little until my mouth was once again at her rosebud. This clock time I did not postulate any instruction. As I licked and probed with my glossa, she began to increase her gait 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 oral fissure 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 carry was what happened next. Instead of gliding between her easy sassing, she grasped my tool tightly and lowered sweet rosebud to the head. Ever slowly she began to slide down my rigid member until her cheeks were firmly against by rosehip and belly. What an incredible feeling ! What an incredible sight !
She held still for a moment, getting used to the ace. Then she began to slowly flex her hips and motivate up and down upon me. Her speed and rhythm began to ramp up to a Nice tempo and her moans of joy changed into repeated refrain of"yes"and"more."I felt her hand reach down and come out to rub my scrotum as she moved up and down. Then her early hand reached depress and she began to rub my anus with a finger. With a deft thrust she had her fingerbreadth in me again and was sliding in and out to the same rhythm that she was riding me. Little by piddling her footstep increased until in a magic present moment we both went over the sharpness and reached an orgasm simultaneously.

As her movement slowed, she withdrew her fingerbreadth from me and lifted herself from my rooster. She once again shimmied up my trunk so that her merchant ship was in my look. We began to once again clean each other off, but this fourth dimension it was more of a slacken, animal come down instead of getting cook for another round.

After a few present moment of this, she climbed off of me and turned around. She lay side by side to me with her nous on my chest and a leg draped over my pelvic girdle. I must have dozed off for a instant because when I opened my centre, she was standing up succeeding to the bed and uncuffing me from the bed. I slowly sat up and fray my wrists to get any kind of feeling back in to them. I scooted down to the end of the bed and was starting to find fault 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 clink, but what if the owner of the house take ?"The only answer was a soft chuckle and something landed on the bed next to me. I felt the bed sack behind me as I reached down to pick up what she threw at me. It was a small picture frame and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a grouping of young women all dressed up in costumes at some Halloween company. And right in the middle of the radical was the"officer"that had caught me breaking in.
"I don't really think we have to vex about the owner pressing any charges or anything."I turned to look at this stunning beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the handcuffs to her wrists .