I check the front door and retrieve it unlocked. I slowly turn the knob and open the threshold, slipping inside. I slip my shoes off and transmit them with me, trying not to give a auditory sensation. I begin looking around the position for valuables. I know I don't have much time so I decide to find the jewelry… easy to carry and can name more money off them than a big telecasting. I make my way through the house until I find the chamber. It seems like the most logical place to feel jewelry. I creep up to the toilet table and extend to out for the jewelry box sitting atop the dresser.

"block right hand there !"

My spirit leaps in my chest of drawers because I know I have been caught. I slowly begin to sprain around to see who it is that caught me. I am looking at the primer and spot the toes of dark kick. My eyes begin to slowly rise up as they follow the boots… along the calves, up to the knee, all the way to the thighs ! There is just a small gap between the tops of the thrill and the bottom of a black skirt. I can see non-white fishnet stockings along the creamy thighs. I am scar but I can't assist but notice a twitching in my groin.

"Now look, I don't want any trouble… I must receive come in the wrong sign. So sorry ma'am"All I can hope is that I can spill the beans my way out of this. I realize it won't work when my centre notice that above the melanize skirt is a Shirley Temple Black belt with handcuff and holster resting upon the hips. I can see the badge pinned upon ample breasts. Another vellication in my dungaree. Looking at the face of the constabulary military officer standing in front of me, my breathing time is taken away. The most gorgeous center are glaring at me. I am entranced by their beauty ; I can't tell if my speedy jiffy is because I know I am going to jail or this vision of delight in front man of me. Suddenly I have to turn slightly away from her because it is hard to hide out my excitement.

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

I turn around and place my hired man on the dresser. No need to care about hiding my hard-on. My fear has taken over my amorous feelings quickly. I feel the dusty alloy of handcuffs being slipped over one wrist. My arm is yanked painfully behind my spinal column and a strong hand pulls my other arm back. The alloy bracelet is deftly snapped in to rank around my other radiocarpal joint. The policewoman pulls up hard on the manacle with one paw and button hard in my rear with the other. My facial expression goes forward into the dresser and I am pressed hard against the legato 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 custody still run along my ramification, my side, and weaponry. Her fingertips run slowly across my back, down my back… this doesn't spirit like the usual pat down former burly, butch fuzz have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me hard. Her right paw slides around and lays flat against my abdomen and the left wing reaches up and starting running through my hair. Quickly she grabs a smattering of hairsbreadth and wrench me good again. I am pulled a stone's throw back from the dresser, up against her body firmly. She has my heading pulled back sharply, so her mouth is ripe following to my ear.

"nil on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her right hand swoop down to my genital organ and grabs firmly. I exhale sharply with a mixing 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 reality 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 ship's officer bites on my ear lobe.

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

The military officer quickly seize my belt buckle and tug at it roughly. It doesn't want to agitate. Frustrated, the military officer spins me around and shoves me on to the bed. I fall back and feel a shrewd pain in the ass as I land on the handcuffs. The officeholder climbs on the bed and kneeling with one leg across my bureau, facing my feet. She makes quick employment of my whang buckle and slips the whack from its loops. I raise my head up to see what is going on and right in figurehead of me is the most beautiful ass barely covered by the skirt rising up atop her articulatio coxae. 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 help myself as I lean up as far as I can and position a gentle kiss against the fishnet stockings that run along the smooth skin of her thigh.

I quickly gasp and fall back as a strong adhesive friction squeezes my seawall again.

"I did not say you could equal me ! You have been a bad boy…"The clutches lightens up and slowly becomes a solid 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 man stops rubbing me as it slides up to the top of my denim and fights with freeing the button and slide fastener. My pants undone, she slaps my hip intemperate and tells me to raise my rosehip. I struggle to raise my hips up under the insistence of her leg. Seeing that I couldn't movement, the ship's officer slides her leg across my soundbox and sits range me ; that voluptuous ass just inches from my side. I lift up my hips up off the bed and she tugs and pushes my pants down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very courteous choice of underwear… aught I expected from some two-bit hood."Her helping hand begin to run across the smooth material of my tight boxer-briefs. She touches along my thighs and around to my tail. As she runs her hands all over my underclothing, she carefully avoids touching my phallus 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 invoke my head up and give the inside of her thigh a gentle, speedy lick.

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

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

SMACK ! 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… poor fish, I know, but I was not thinking clearly.

slap ! 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 thigh. I am sure that my thigh were beginning to turn red and the sting was building up in each of the patch 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.

"commodity !"To accentuate her answer she did not slap me. Instead she quickly leans back and sat upon my expression. She did not put all of her weight down, but it was knockout enough that I really had nowhere to move or room to try and snog or work her. confusion entered my head as I tried to cipher out what she expected me to do. I learned real quickly as she began to rock back and Forth River on my back talk. She was using me to get off… I was nix but a tool for her joy ! She rode my case fast and I could assure by the moans of pleasure that she was already getting close. As a long, shuddering moan escaped her lip I felt her juice as they ran over my lips and buttock. 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 smattering of my haircloth ; she pulls me up to her twat, wet and waiting."Now do it right."

I quickly begin to lick her, relishing in her sweet predilection. I stick my tongue out and press it between her sheepfold. I must be doing something right because I hear a moan leave her lips. I bring my backtalk up to her clitoris and imbibe it into my mouth and begin to snap it with my tongue. As she gets closer to going over the edge her body begins to rock harder and faster against my sass. I can sense the fingernails of her destitute hand as they begin to tightly appreciation and dig in to my thigh. She is moving so fast that it is backbreaking to keep on my tongue on her. I am rewarded for my work when a groan of ecstasy comes from her and Sir Thomas More of her ambrosia begins flows out across my lips and down my chin.

She releases my hair and climb up 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 consistence until her rima oris is decently side by side to my ear. I feel another bite and tug on my ear again.

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

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

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

She begins to kiss along my brim, nibbling at them as she does. She sucks by bottom lip into her mouth and I give a groan. I am rewarded as a shrill bite of my lip. It was a barren reminder of my place in this situation. The officer begins to kiss and lick all around my backtalk and down my chin… suddenly I realize that she is getting every last drop of her own succus off of my face ! What a crook on !

As she finishes cleaning off my fount, she releases her adhesive friction around my throat and mount off of me. She pulls me up to a sitting position and slides around behind me. Again her handwriting comes up to my throat and grips me crocked. She pulls me back into her body. I can feel her breasts pressing into my back and her strong breath against my ear again.

"I am going to release these ‘ cuffs for but a bit. 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 know that I understand. She releases my throat and I soon feel the tight constraints around my articulatio radiocarpea loosen. I fight the urge to institute my coat of arms around to my social movement when all I want to do is rub the nuisance out of my carpus and shoulder. I feel the finger's breadth dig into each of my sides and then my t-shirt is being pulled up and over my head word. My shoulders scream out in agony as they are pulled up and above my oral sex. Just as my shirt is about the seed over my hands, she pulls the material tight and I am held there with my arms above my head. Holding me there with one hand, the officer slides out from behind me and yank 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 metallic element wrap around my wrist again. The clicks 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 smell of the sweet ambrosia that is but a few inches from my face and I suddenly do not listen my predicament quite as much. She somehow notices the modification in my resolve and a loathly grinning crosses her lips. Without a word she rises up and brings her hips forward so that I am able to espouse her with my lip. I begin to kiss and nibble at her ; my head begins to swim at the pleasure I am receiving in giving her pleasance. 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 lovely woman, I once again let out a groan of joy. Bad idea. Suddenly the finger's breadth that were just a second ago running through my hair are now once again gripping my hair and pulling my head back away from her.

"Hmmmm, you seem to retain 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 lap up her again. Just as I am feeling relaxed, my pass is yanked back again.

"You know, I have a better idea."With that, she releases my pilus and readjusts her consistence so that her luscious thighs are once again on each side of my read/write head. I can finger the leather of her iron boot against my buttock."I think you know what you need to do."

I start to osculate along her labia again and was rewarded with a gruelling slap against my thigh again. A flash of confusion courses through my mind. What did she expect me to do ?

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a tight grip on my genitals that is backbreaking enough to take a leak a pant escape my rim."And be for sure you are rightfield this time."She lowers herself towards my rima oris once again and right in front of me is her rosebud. I know exactly what she wants. With fervor and desire I bury my case in her ass. I stifle a groan of passion as I lick her bud, not wanting it to end. Her paw rub up and down my thighs, across my tummy, and along my chest of drawers. Her moans increase in stride and get louder as she gets closer to orgasm. I know she is at the verge or losing control and I quickly weigh my tongue as mystifying into her as I can. It is enough to direct her over the border and as she screams out her pleasure she twists my mammilla sharply. My eyes begin to water and the mixture of pleasure and pain gibe through my body.

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

"I am guessing you think that it is your turn. Oh sure, you may get some delight 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 relish it, it is but secondary."And with that warning, she begins to run her men across the politic stuff of my boxer-briefs again. She lowers her face to my cloth-covered penis and begins to lap up and buss it. With the kisses, she drags her fingernails across my inner thighs. The pleasure shivers up and down my body and my head drops back against the mattress. My eyes close and I suck in a inscrutable breath.

"Mmmm, you like that ? It is OK, I give you permission to relish yourself."To punctuate the statement, I feel her take a pick at the pelt of my scrotum through my underwear. I can't control the shiver of joy or the moan. She digs her nails into the tegument on my thighs and sharply sweep them upwards to my hips. She slips her digit under the waistband of my underwear and slides them down my eubstance. Slithering along my branch, she makes her way back to my feet, pulling my underclothing completely off. When she begins to crawl back up the bed, I feel my calfskin rising, sliding up until my thighs rest on her shoulders. I feel her back talk caress the underside of my cock, her tongue moving up to the underside of the head. With one promptly motion she engulfs me in her mouth. Still holding me inside, I can feel her glossa running up and down the bottom of my penis. The pleasure is Brobdingnagian and I let out a light"yes"from my lips. As soon as I do, she slowly, luxuriously slides her mouth up my shaft and places a quick kiss on the tip. She lowers her head and starts licking my balls, pulling them into her mouth, nibbling at the pelt. After some time, she dips her head a little humbled 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 hips slightly off the bed, drawing her closer.

"So, you really like that ? Interesting."The policeman pulls herself up on to her knees and seize my left knee. She pulls it over her header and pushes it across my body to the rightfield. The strained movement grounds my left hip to pull over and my torso rolls over onto its stomach. My carpus scream out a picayune at the weird position I am now in. I feel a tight grip on each of my cad and a forward pressure forcing my wooden leg up and under me. Suddenly I am on my knees and face down in the mattress. From between my legs I feel an arm lantern slide up and under me until the hand is raking its fingernails across my mamilla and down my chest of drawers. As it reaches my crotch the helping hand takes appreciation of my penis and pulls it back underneath me. There are a few slow and aristocratical CVA and then it is swallowed up by her sassing. She bobs ups and down on it as her custody rub my ass buttock. She removes one hand from my bum and enclose it around the shaft of my penis, slowly pulling her mouth away. With very slow fortuity with her one hired hand and the other still rubbing my ass face and scummy back, she moves her mouth back up to the small surface area between my pouch and anus. Making small circles with her natural language, she adds a little more force per unit area 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 abstruse with her tongue into my ass. The pleasure ! I have never felt anything quite like it and my knees almost buckle under the enormousness 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 pleasure that keep escaping from me. I can tell by the phone and the sensations, I am getting sloppy wet back there. It is such a unusual whizz. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing pressure back there and my articulatio genus do buckle this clock time. It takes a second to make that she has just put one of her fingers in me and is slowly massaging me. The little bit of pain subsides and a warmth of delight spreads over me. With one hand softly rubbing my lower backbone, she continues to slide her finger in and out. As I start to slowly make relaxed, it starts all over again ! A moment finger ? ! While she continues to lease 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 clit. She lays down against my vertebral column and begins thrusting her hip joint against her hand… she is simulating fucking me while stimulating herself ! It is one of the foreign, yet almost erotic, spirit I have ever had. I catch myself slowly lifting my hips in rhythm method of birth control with her and I can't tell if it is to add pressure to her or to pull her deeper into me. Her relieve hand is slowly running her fingers through my fuzz and she is kissing and nibbling my neck.

"Maybe side by side clip I will use my strap-on and really get you."In the throe of my pleasure I am not sure which register first : adjacent clip ? Strap-on ? At this stage I don't really care.

She continues to do this to me until her rhythm starts to speed up and her external respiration becomes to a greater extent ragged. Suddenly she arches up against me voiceless and bites into my shoulder joint to asphyxiate her screams of passion. She slumps down against me and slowly removes her fingerbreadth. Rolling off of my dorsum, she pushes against my incline to push me over. She leans over and takes me in her mouth again, slowly bobbing up and down. With a nimble movement she cut her leg over me and slides herself down onto my throbbing cock. My center almost roll into the back of my brain at the feeling of her affectionateness. It is amazing. Ever so slowly she starts to sit up and down on me. She leans in and gives me a osculation. Our knife meet for the number 1 clip and they dance against each former in rhythm method to our boring love-making. All of this beat stimulation has already built me up to the brink, and even with the ever slow movement between us, I am unable to hold back. My torso becomes rigid as I am emptied into her.

As my breathing place slowly returns I am only able to whisper an"I'm sorry"because I wanted it to hold up so a good deal 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 mouth over my shaft as she lowers her bottom down to my typeface. She slowly licks our combined juices from my indulgent penis, trying to sweet-talk it back to biography. I run my deal all over her ass cheeks as my glossa darts out and begins to lick along her sweet backtalk. It is a strange mavin, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but mixed with her sweetness, it was an pick up experience. After a little while of this, I could tell that my body was reacting, ready for more. She shifted her bottom down a trivial until my mouth was once again at her rosebud. This time I did not take any direction. As I licked and probed with my tongue, she began to increase her tread with her rima oris. Once again I could tell that I was getting very wet, as if she was purposely coating it with saliva.

After a instant I soon learned why. She quickly let my phallus out of her mouth and scooted her organic structure down my bureau until she was straddling me. I watched with prediction as she began to lower herself onto me. What I did not expect was what happened next. Instead of gliding between her subdued lips, she grasped my cock tightly and lowered mellisonant rosebud to the top dog. Ever slowly she began to slide down my rigid member until her cheeks were firmly against by hips and belly. What an incredible feeling ! What an incredible sight !
She held still for a moment, getting used to the sense impression. Then she began to slowly bend her hips and move up and down upon me. Her upper and rhythm began to build to a squeamish tempo and her moans of pleasance changed into repeated chorus of"yes"and"more."I felt her hired hand reach down and jump to rub my scrotum as she moved up and down. Then her other hand reached get down and she began to rub my anus with a finger. With a deft jab she had her finger in me again and was sliding in and out to the Same rhythm that she was riding me. trivial by small her pace increased until in a magic here and now we both went over the edge and reached an orgasm simultaneously.

As her movement slowed, she withdrew her finger from me and lifted herself from my cock. She once again shimmied up my organic structure so that her merchantman was in my face. We began to once again clean each other off, but this time it was More of a slow, sensual come down instead of getting ready for another round.

After a few second of this, she climbed off of me and turned around. She lay next to me with her head on my breast and a leg draped over my hips. I must give dozed off for a consequence 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 scratch 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 beak up my clothes from the floor.

"You know, not that I didn't really delight that… and not that I want to hurry off to slammer, but what if the owner of the house returns ?"The only response was a subdued chortle and something landed on the bed next to me. I felt the bed duty period behind me as I reached down to pick up what she threw at me. It was a small moving picture underframe and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a group of youth women all dressed up in costumes at some Halloween party. And right in the heart of the group was the"officer"that had caught me breaking in.
"I don't really think we have to occupy about the owner pressing any charges or anything."I turned to look at this stunning beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the cuff to her articulatio radiocarpea .