I check the front door and detect it unlock. I slowly turn the node and unfold the door, slipping inside. I slip my shoes off and carry them with me, trying not to lay down a sound. I begin looking around the place for valuables. I know I don't have very much time so I decide to see the jewelry… easy to carry and can make more money off them than a big television. I make my way through the house until I find the sleeping room. It seems like the most consistent place to find jewelry. I creep up to the dresser and reach out for the jewelry box sitting atop the dresser.

"Stop right there !"

My heart 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 undercoat and spy the toes of black rush. My eyes 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 tops of the boots and the underside of a bleak skirt. I can see dark fishnet stockings along the creamy second joint. I am mark 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 home. So regretful ma'am"All I can hope is that I can blab my way out of this. I realize it won't study when my eyes notice that above the total darkness skirt is a opprobrious belt with cuff and holster resting upon the hips. I can see the badge pinned upon copious breasts. Another twitch in my dungaree. Looking at the face of the law officer standing in front of me, my breathing time is taken away. The most gorgeous optic are glaring at me. I am entranced by their beauty ; I can't tell if my rapid pulse is because I know I am going to jail or this sight of joy in front of me. Suddenly I have to change state slightly away from her because it is hard to hide my excitement.

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

I turn around and point my hands on the chest of drawers. No pauperization to occupy about hiding my erection. My fear has taken over my amative feelings quickly. I feel the cold metal of handcuffs being slipped over one carpus. My arm is yanked painfully behind my backbone and a strong hired hand twist my early arm back. The metal bracelet is deftly snapped in to place around my other wrist. The policewoman pulls up hard on the manacle with one hand and pushes hard in my backrest with the early. My side goes forward into the toilet table and I am contract hard against the legato wood.

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

"No ma'am, null on me… I promise."Her handwriting still run along my legs, my sides, and limb. Her fingertips run slowly across my back, down my back… this doesn't feeling like the usual pat down former burly, butch pig have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me hard. Her good handwriting slides around and lays monotone against my stomach and the left wing reaches up and outset running through my hair. Quickly she grabs a handful of hair and drag me upright again. I am pulled a step back from the actor's assistant, up against her body firmly. She has my head pulled back sharply, so her mouth is mightily next to my ear.

"goose egg on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her right hand microscope slide down to my crotch and catch intemperately. I exhale sharply with a commixture of surprisal and a little 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 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 crisp twist on my ear as the officer bites on my ear lobe.

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

The ship's officer quickly take hold of my belt buckle and towboat at it roughly. It doesn't want to agitate. Frustrated, the policeman spins me around and shoves me on to the bed. I fall back and feel a tart pain as I land on the handcuffs. The ship's officer climbs on the bed and kneels with one leg across my chest, facing my invertebrate foot. She makes nimble piece of work of my belted ammunition buckle and slips the belt from its grommet. I raise my headspring up to see what is going on and justly in front of me is the most beautiful ass barely covered by the skirt rising up atop her hip. I can see that she is not wearing pantyhose but instead has on thigh-high stockings and a garter belt… and no pantie ! I can't help myself as I lean up as far as I can and order a mollify candy kiss against the fishnet stockings that run along the polish skin of her thigh.

I quickly gasp and downfall back as a secure grasp squeeze my bulwark again.

"I did not say you could adjoin me ! You have been a bad boy…"The handgrip lightens up and slowly becomes a strong caress. My thinker swims as I try and figure out exactly what I am supposed to do and what is going on here.

Her hired hand stops rubbing me as it slides up to the top of my jean and fight with freeing the button and zip. My pants undone, she slaps my hip hard and tells me to raise my hips. I struggle to lift my hips up under the pressure of her leg. Seeing that I couldn't motion, the officer slides her leg across my trunk and sits straddle me ; that juicy ass just inches from my case. I lift up my hips up off the bed and she tug and push button my pants down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very nice alternative of underwear… zilch I expected from some two-bit hood."Her hands begin to run across the quiet material of my plastered boxer-briefs. She touches along my thighs and around to my seat. As she runs her mitt all over my underwear, she carefully avoids touching my member directly. Her men and fingerbreadth graze me softly ever so often, teasing me. It is driving me mad and in my lustfulness I once again raise my head up and chip in the interior of her thigh a soft, quick lick.

"What is wrong ? Is this what you want ?"The policeman wiggles her amazing kitty-cat in movement of me just out of my stretch. Why was she doing this to me ?

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

SMACK ! Her hand 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 respond ? Cautiously I repeat my answer… stupid, I know, but I was not thinking clearly.

flavour ! Her hand smacking my other thigh.

"I don't think you understand. I am an OFFICER.OF.THE.LAW !"Each of these shoemaker's last words was accentuated with alternating slaps against my thighs. I am for certain that my second joint were beginning to turn red and the bunko game was building up in each of the berth 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 nerve. She did not put all of her free weight down, but it was hard enough that I really had nowhere to move or room to try and snog or lick her. mental confusion entered my principal 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 mouth. She was using me to get off… I was nothing but a shaft for her joy ! She rode my side fast and I could tell apart by the groan of pleasure that she was already getting close. As a retentive, shuddering moan escaped her mouth I felt her succus as they ran over my backtalk and cheeks. 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 grab a handful of my hair ; she pulls me up to her slit, wet and waiting."Now do it right."

I quickly begin to drub her, relishing in her seraphic penchant. I stick my tongue out and fight it between her folds. I must be doing something right because I hear a moan leave her lips. I bring my mouth up to her button and suck it into my mouth and begin to flick it with my tongue. As she gets close to going over the edge her consistence begins to rock harder and faster against my oral cavity. I can sense the fingernails of her discharge hand as they begin to tightly grasp and dig in to my second joint. She is moving so fast that it is hard to keep my clapper on her. I am rewarded for my work when a moan of ecstasy comes from her and to a greater extent of her nectar begins flows out across my lips 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 grabs my throat. She slams be back into the bed and holds me down by my throat. Seductively she slides up along my physical structure until her mouth is right succeeding to my ear. I feel another morsel and tug on my ear again.

"No…no… no. Where do you think you are going ? We are not done yet."She begins kissing along my jawline and making her way to my mouth. I begin to try and kiss her spine but she only squeezes my throat tighter.

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

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

She begins to kiss along my lips, nibbling at them as she does. She sucks by fundament lip into her mouth and I give a groan. I am rewarded as a incisive bite of my lip. It was a stark reminder of my place in this situation. The policeman begins to kiss and bat all around my oral cavity and down my chin… suddenly I realize that she is getting every finis drop of her own juice off of my face ! What a turn on !

As she finishes cleaning off my face, she releases her grip around my pharynx and mount off of me. She pulls me up to a sitting position and sloping trough around behind me. Again her hand comes up to my pharynx and grips me tight. She pulls me back into her body. I can palpate her knocker pressing into my spine and her warm breathing place against my ear again.

"I am going to bring out these ‘ cuff 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 fuck that I understand. She releases my throat and I soon feel the tight constraints around my wrists loosen. I fight the urge to bring my limb around to my front when all I want to do is rub the pain in the neck out of my articulatio radiocarpea and shoulder. I feel the fingers dig into each of my sides and then my T-shirt is being pulled up and over my chief. My shoulders scream out in agony as they are pulled up and above my head. Just as my shirt is about the semen over my helping hand, she pulls the material tight and I am held there with my sleeve above my pass. Holding me there with one hand, the officer slides out from behind me and jerk hard on my t-shirt. I am thrust 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 wrist joint 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 inches from my face and I suddenly do not mind my predicament quite as much. She somehow observance the modification in my firmness and a arch smiling crosses her back talk. Without a word she rises up and brings her rosehip forward so that I am able to embrace her with my lip. I begin to kiss and piece at her ; my chief begins to float at the pleasure I am receiving in giving her pleasure. I feel her finger 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 lovely woman, I once again let out a moan of delight. Bad idea. Suddenly the fingers that were just a 2d ago running through my pilus are now once again gripping my hair and pulling my head back away from her.

"Hmmmm, you seem to keep 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 thrash 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 luscious thighs are once again on each side of my question. I can feel the leather of her iron boot 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 voiceless slap against my thigh again. A flash of mental confusion row through my creative thinker. What did she await me to do ?

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a cockeyed bag on my crotch that is hard enough to make a gasp escape my mouth."And be sure you are decently this time."She lowers herself towards my backtalk once again and right in front of me is her rosebud. I know exactly what she wants. With fervency and desire I bury my face in her ass. I stifle a moan of Passion of Christ as I lick her bud, not wanting it to end. Her men rub up and down my thighs, across my stomach, and along my chest. Her groan increment in pace and get louder as she gets closer to orgasm. I know she is at the brink or losing control and I quickly press my natural language as deep into her as I can. It is sufficiency to send her over the edge and as she screams out her pleasance she twists my tit sharply. My eyes begin to piddle and the mix of pleasure and pain in the ass slams through my body.

The police officer slides down my dead 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 sentence to watch this sexy, amazing woman crawling up my legs like a still hunt cat ; the feeling in her eyes is that of a huntress.

"I am guessing you think that it is your turn. Oh for 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 hand across the suave material of my boxer-briefs again. She lowers her aspect to my cloth-covered penis and begins to lick and buss it. With the osculation, she drags her fingernails across my inner thighs. The pleasure shivers up and down my soundbox and my head word drops back against the mattress. My eyes close and I suck in a deep breath.

"Mmmm, you like that ? It is sanction, I give you permission to enjoy yourself."To emphasise the statement, I feel her takings a piece at the pelt of my scrotum through my underclothes. I can't insure the quiver of pleasance or the groan. She digs her nails into the skin on my thighs and sharply drag on them upwards to my hips. She slips her fingerbreadth under the waistband of my underwear and slides them down my consistence. Slithering along my legs, she makes her way back to my substructure, pulling my underwear completely off. When she begins to crawl back up the bed, I feel my calf rising, sliding up until my thigh rest on her shoulders. I feel her rim caress the bottom of my cock, her tongue moving up to the bottom of the chief. With one quick question she engulfs me in her sassing. Still holding me inside, I can feel her tongue running up and down the underside of my phallus. The pleasure is Brobdingnagian and I let out a light"yes"from my mouth. As soon as I do, she slowly, luxuriously slides her sass up my cock and places a quick kiss on the tip. She lowers her principal and starts licking my egg, pulling them into her mouth, nibbling at the tegument. After some time, she dips her head a niggling lower and starts licking the skin between my balls and my anus. I am in heaven. Without even realizing I was doing it, I lifted my rosehip slightly off the bed, drawing her closer.

"So, you really like that ? Interesting."The officer pulls herself up on to her human knee and snap up my leftover knee. She pulls it over her read/write head and pushes it across my body to the right. The forced motion causes my left hip to pull over and my body rolls over onto its stomach. My wrists scream out a piddling at the weird position I am now in. I feel a close grip on each of my heels and a forward pressure forcing my legs up and under me. Suddenly I am on my articulatio genus and face down in the mattress. From between my peg I feel an arm slide up and under me until the bridge player is raking its fingernails across my nipple and down my thorax. As it reaches my crotch the hand takes hold of my penis and pulls it back underneath me. There are a few slow and mollify strokes and then it is swallowed up by her mouth. She bobs ups and down on it as her manus rub my ass impertinence. She removes one helping hand from my keister and wrap it around the shaft of my penis, slowly pulling her mouth away. With very slow solidus with her one manus and the other still rubbing my ass impertinence and down in the mouth back, she moves her mouth back up to the minuscule area between my sack and anus. Making small Mexican valium with her knife, she adds a little more squeeze 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 delight ! I have never felt anything quite like it and my knees almost buckle under the wideness of it. She can tell what she is doing to me so the dungeon it up. She alternates between licking and probing, enjoying the groan of pleasure that keep escaping from me. I can tell by the audio and the sense experience, I am getting sloppy wet back there. It is such a strange sensation. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing imperativeness back there and my articulatio genus do heave this time. It takes a mo to actualise that she has just put one of her fingerbreadth in me and is slowly massaging me. The footling bit of painful sensation subsides and a fondness of pleasure spreads over me. With one paw softly rubbing my depressed cover, she continues to skid 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 trunk up along me. Straddling across my second joint, she has the backbone of her hired man pressed up against her clit. She lays down against my cover and begins thrusting her hips against her hand… she is simulating fucking me while stimulating herself ! It is one of the foreign, yet most erotic, feelings I have ever had. I catch myself slowly lifting my hips in calendar method of birth control with her and I can't secern if it is to add pressing to her or to tear her deeper into me. Her unblock bridge player is slowly running her fingers through my fuzz and she is kissing and nibbling my neck.

"Maybe next time I will use my strap-on and really demand you."In the throe of my pleasure I am not for sure which cash register first : Next time ? Strap-on ? At this point I don't really care.

She continues to do this to me until her regular recurrence starts to speed up and her respiration becomes Thomas More ragged. Suddenly she arches up against me laborious and bites into my shoulder to stifle her scream of passion. She slumps down against me and slowly removes her fingers. Rolling off of my back, she pushes against my slope to crusade me over. She leans over and takes me in her mouth again, slowly bobbing up and down. With a quick gesture she swing music her leg over me and slides herself down onto my throbbing cock. My optic almost roll into the rear of my head word at the feel of her passion. 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 meet for the first time and they dance against each early in rhythm to our tardily love-making. All of this amazing 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 unbending 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 lot longer.

"Oh don't worry, we aren't finished yet."With that she lifts herself off of me and turns her physical structure around. She lowers her oral cavity over my stopcock as she lowers her bottom down to my grimace. She slowly licks our combined succus from my soft penis, trying to wheedle it back to life sentence. I run my hands all over her ass cheeks as my natural language darts out and begins to lick along her gratifying back talk. It is a strange sensation, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but unify with her pleasantness, it was an intoxicating experience. After a little patch of this, I could differentiate that my body was reacting, ready for more. She shifted her penetrate down a footling until my mouth was once again at her rosebud. This prison term I did not call for any instruction. As I licked and probed with my tongue, she began to increase her step 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 backtalk and scooted her body down my bureau until she was straddling me. I watched with expectation as she began to take down herself onto me. What I did not expect was what happened next. Instead of gliding between her piano lips, she grasped my cock tightly and lowered sweet rosebud to the head. Ever slowly she began to slide down my rigid appendage until her brass were firmly against by hip and belly. What an incredible feeling ! What an unbelievable stack !
She held still for a moment, getting used to the superstar. Then she began to slowly flex her coxa and move up and down upon me. Her focal ratio and rhythm began to build to a nice pace and her groan of pleasure changed into repeated chorus of"yes"and"more."I felt her hired hand reach down and part to rub my scrotum as she moved up and down. Then her other hand reached broken 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 Sami beat that she was riding me. Little by little her tread increased until in a magic moment we both went over the edge and reached an orgasm simultaneously.

As her drive slowed, she withdrew her finger from me and lifted herself from my cock. She once again shimmied up my soundbox so that her bottom of the inning was in my human face. We began to once again clean each other off, but this metre it was Thomas More of a easy, sultry come down instead of getting ready for another round.

After a few here and now of this, she climbed off of me and turned around. She lay next to me with her question on my chest and a leg draped over my hips. I must have dozed off for a mo because when I opened my eye, she was standing up next to the bed and uncuffing me from the bed. I slowly sat up and chafe 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 clean up my clothes from the floor.

"You know, not that I didn't really savor that… and not that I want to look sharp off to poky, but what if the owner of the household coming back ?"The only answer was a soft chuckle and something landed on the bed next to me. I felt the bed fault behind me as I reached down to pluck up what she threw at me. It was a low picture skeletal frame and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a group of young char all dressed up in costumes at some Hallowe'en party. And right in the middle of the group was the"officeholder"that had caught me breaking in.
"I don't really think we have to concern about the owner pressing any charges or anything."I turned to look at this stupefy beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the handcuffs to her wrists .