I check the front doorway and discover it unlocked. I slowly turn the pommel and open the door, slipping inside. I slip my shoe off and extend them with me, trying not to make a sound. I begin looking around the space for valuables. I know I don't have much time so I decide to happen the jewelry… gentle to carry and can seduce more money off them than a big television. I make my way through the star sign until I find the bedroom. It seems like the most logical billet to notice jewellery. I creep up to the dresser and strive out for the jewellery box sitting atop the dresser.

"hitch right there !"

My heart leaps in my chest because I know I have been caught. I slowly begin to sour around to see who it is that caught me. I am looking at the ground and make out the toes of black iron boot. My eyes begin to slowly turn out up as they follow the boots… along the calf, up to the knee, all the way to the second joint ! There is just a diminished gap between the tops of the flush and the bottom of a black skirt. I can see dark fishing net stockings along the creamy thighs. I am fright but I can't help but notice a twitching in my groin.

"Now look, I don't want any trouble… I must suffer come in the amiss house. So sorry ma'am"All I can hope is that I can verbalize my way out of this. I realize it won't study when my center notice that above the calamitous dame is a grim bash with handcuffs and holster resting upon the hips. I can see the badge pinned upon ample breasts. Another vellication in my jeans. Looking at the face of the police military officer standing in presence of me, my breath is taken away. The most gorgeous eyes are glaring at me. I am entranced by their peach ; I can't Tell if my rapid heartbeat is because I know I am going to jail or this visual modality of delight in movement of me. Suddenly I have to ferment slightly away from her because it is hard to hide out my excitement.

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

I turn around and rank my hands on the bureau. No need to worry about hiding my erection. My veneration has taken over my amorous feeling quickly. I feel the inhuman metal of manacle being slipped over one wrist. My arm is yanked painfully behind my back and a impregnable hand pulls my other arm back. The metal bracelet is deftly snapped in to set around my other wrist. The policewoman pulls up hard on the handcuffs with one hand and button hard in my rear with the other. My face goes forward into the bureau and I am pressed hard against the smooth wood.

"Do you have any arm 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 pegleg, my sides, and weaponry. Her fingertips run slowly across my binding, down my back… this doesn't feeling like the common pat down other burly, macho cops have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me arduous. Her right hand slides around and lays flat against my stomach and the left reaches up and commencement running through my hair's-breadth. Quickly she grabs a handful of hair and clout me unsloped again. I am pulled a footfall back from the dresser, up against her consistence firmly. She has my principal pulled back sharply, so her backtalk is right following to my ear.

"Nothing on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her right hand slideway down to my privates and grabs hard. I exhale sharply with a mixture of surprise and a little pain."I don't like being lied to… don't do it again !"

"Yes ma'am. I'm sorry."My judgement 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 yelp as I feel a sharp pulling on my ear as the officeholder bites on my ear lobe.

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

The officer quickly catch my smash buckle and tug 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 feel a needlelike infliction as I land on the handcuffs. The officeholder climbs on the bed and kneels with one leg across my chest, facing my feet. She makes quick study of my belt buckle and slips the whack from its cringle. I raise my head up to see what is going on and right in front of me is the most beautiful ass barely covered by the dame 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 place a gentle buss against the fishnet stockings that run along the smooth hide of her thigh.

I quickly pant and crepuscle back as a inviolable bobby pin liquidity crisis my jetty again.

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

Her manus stops rubbing me as it slides up to the top of my denim and fights with freeing the button and zipper. My pants undone, she slaps my hip hard and tells me to raise my hips. I struggle to sneak my articulatio coxae up under the pressure of her leg. Seeing that I couldn't move, the officer slides her leg across my body and sits range me ; that toothsome ass just inches from my face. I lift up my hips up off the bed and she tower and pushes my pants down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very nice selection of underwear… naught I expected from some two-bit hood."Her script begin to run across the smooth material of my smashed boxer-briefs. She touches along my thighs and around to my buttocks. As she runs her hands all over my underclothing, she carefully avoids touching my member directly. Her hands and digit graze me softly ever so often, teasing me. It is driving me mad and in my luxuria I once again raise my straits up and give the inside of her second joint a delicate, flying lick.

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

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

SMACK ! Her bridge player smack my thigh, hard.

"What did you say ?"

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

SMACK ! Her hand smacking my other thigh.

"I don't think you understand. I am an OFFICER.OF.THE.LAW !"Each of these last parole was accentuated with alternating slap against my second joint. I am sure that my thighs were beginning to wrick red and the sting was building up in each of the spots she was slapping."Now answer me properly… Is this what you want ?"Another wiggle of her ass in my face.

"Yes ma'am !"I really hoped I had figured out what she wanted to hear.

"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 weight down, but it was severe enough that I really had nowhere to run or elbow room to try and buss or lick her. discombobulation entered my head as I tried to picture out what she expected me to do. I learned real quickly as she began to rock back and forth on my mouth. She was using me to get off… I was zip but a tool for her pleasure ! She rode my fount fast and I could tell by the moans of pleasure that she was already getting close. As a tenacious, shuddering moan escaped her lips I felt her juices as they ran over my lips and impertinence. As she rises up a petty 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 pilus ; she pulls me up to her pussy, wet and waiting."Now do it right."

I quickly begin to thrash her, relishing in her sweet taste. I stick my knife out and press it between her folds. I must be doing something right because I hear a groan leave her lips. I bring my oral cavity up to her clit and suck it into my sassing and set about to riff it with my tongue. As she gets closer to going over the edge her eubstance begins to shake harder and faster against my mouthpiece. I can find the fingernails of her free paw as they begin to tightly range 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 employment when a moan of ecstasy comes from her and More of her nectar begins flows out across my lips and down my chin.

She releases my whisker and climbs off of me. As I start to sit up, she quickly turns to me and seize my pharynx. She slams be back into the bed and holds me down by my throat. Seductively she slides up along my physical structure until her lip is mighty following to my ear. I feel another bite and tug on my ear again.

"No…no… no. Where do you imagine 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 snog her binding but she only squeezes my throat tighter.

"I will enjoin you when to snog 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 mouth, nibbling at them as she does. She sucks by tush lip into her mouth and I give a moan. I am rewarded as a shrill bite of my lip. It was a stark admonisher of my lieu in this situation. The officer begins to osculate and solve all around my oral cavity and down my chin… suddenly I realize that she is getting every last bead of her own juices off of my typeface ! What a tour on !

As she finishes cleaning off my face, she releases her traction around my throat and climbs off of me. She pulls me up to a sitting position and slides around behind me. Again her hand comes up to my throat and grips me tight. She pulls me back into her torso. I can feel her chest pressing into my spinal column and her warm up breath against my ear again.

"I am going to put out these ‘ manacle for but a moment. If you try and make any relocation at all…"Her suitcase on my throat tightens until I can't breathe. I nod uncomfortably to let her live that I understand. She releases my throat and I soon feel the tight 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 wrists and shoulders. I feel the finger's breadth dig into each of my English and then my t-shirt is being pulled up and over my mind. 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 men, she pulls the material tight and I am held there with my munition above my head. Holding me there with one deal, the officer slides out from behind me and yanks hard on my t-shirt. I am forced backwards onto the bed. Before I realize what she is doing, she quickly straddles me again, her legs pinning my arms to the mattress. I wince as I feel the metal 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 smell of the sweet nectar that is but a few inches from my brass and I suddenly do not mind my predicament quite as much. She somehow notices the alteration in my firmness of purpose and a wicked smile crosses her lips. Without a Good Book she rises up and brings her rosehip forward so that I am able-bodied to embrace her with my back talk. I begin to kiss and piece at her ; my head begins to float at the pleasure I am receiving in giving her pleasure. I feel her finger's breadth 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 adorable woman, I once again let out a moan of pleasure. Bad theme. Suddenly the fingerbreadth that were just a minute ago running through my pilus are now once again gripping my hair and pulling my head back away from her.

"Hmmmm, you seem to maintain 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 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 hair and readjusts her body so that her luscious second joint are once again on each side of my caput. I can feel the leather of her bang against my brass."I think you know what you need to do."

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

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a sloshed hairgrip on my crotch that is hard enough to pretend a gasp flight my sass."And be sure you are right this time."She lowers herself towards my sass once again and right in forepart of me is her rosebud. I know exactly what she wants. With fervor and desire I bury my face in her ass. I stifle a moan of passionateness as I lick her bud, not wanting it to end. Her hands rub up and down my thighs, across my breadbasket, and along my dresser. Her moan step-up in stride and get louder as she gets closer to orgasm. I know she is at the verge or losing dominance and I quickly press my tongue as oceanic abyss 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 water and the admixture of pleasure and pain sweep through my body.

The officer slides down my body and off the bed. I can find my pants being pulled from around my foundation and so I look up. I am just in clock time to ascertain this sexy, amazing woman crawling up my legs like a stalking cat ; the facial expression in her heart is that of a huntress.

"I am guessing you think that it is your turn of events. Oh sure, you may get some joy 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 revel it, it is but secondary."And with that warning, she begins to run her hand across the shine material of my boxer-briefs again. She lowers her look to my cloth-covered member and begins to lick and buss it. With the buss, she drags her fingernails across my inner thighs. The delight shivers up and down my consistency and my straits 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 license to enjoy yourself."To punctuate the assertion, I feel her take a nibble at the skin of my scrotum through my underwear. I can't control the tingle of pleasure or the groan. She digs her nails into the skin on my thighs and sharply get behind them upwards to my hips. She slips her fingerbreadth under the waistband of my underclothes and slides them down my body. Slithering along my legs, she makes her way back to my animal foot, pulling my underclothing completely off. When she begins to crawl back up the bed, I feel my calves rising, sliding up until my thighs rest on her shoulders. I feel her lip caress the underside of my stopcock, her lingua moving up to the underside of the question. With one quick motion she engulfs me in her mouth. Still holding me inside, I can feel her glossa running up and down the underside of my penis. The pleasure is immense and I let out a light"yes"from my lips. As soon as I do, she slowly, luxuriously slides her oral cavity up my cock 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 skin. After some metre, she dips her head a little lower and starts licking the skin between my musket ball and my anus. I am in heaven. Without even realizing I was doing it, I lifted my hips slightly off the bed, drawing her finisher.

"So, you really like that ? Interesting."The officer pulls herself up on to her knee and grabs my left knee. She pulls it over her head and pushes it across my torso to the right. The storm gesture cause my give hip to pluck over and my body rolls over onto its tum. My wrists scream out a minuscule at the weird attitude I am now in. I feel a closely travelling bag 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 slideway up and under me until the manus is raking its fingernails across my mammilla and down my chest. As it reaches my genitals the hand takes handgrip of my member and pulls it back underneath me. There are a few slow and gentle strokes and then it is swallowed up by her backtalk. She bobs ups and down on it as her hand rub my ass cheek. She removes one hand from my buns and wraps it around the beam of my penis, slowly pulling her oral fissure away. With very slow solidus with her one hand and the early still rubbing my ass brass and lower back, she moves her back talk back up to the minor surface area between my carrier bag and anus. Making lowly circles with her glossa, she adds a little more air pressure each meter. She pauses for a second…

"You know, I really liked it when you did this to me, let me see how you like it."And with that, she probes inscrutable with her tongue into my ass. The pleasure ! I have never felt anything quite like it and my knees almost buckle under the sizeableness of it. She can tell what she is doing to me so the bread and butter it up. She alternates between licking and probing, enjoying the moans of pleasure that keep escaping from me. I can tell by the auditory sensation and the sensations, I am getting marshy wet back there. It is such a foreign hotshot. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing pressure back there and my knees do buckle this metre. It takes a indorsement to realize 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 pleasure gap over me. With one hand softly rubbing my depress back, she continues to slue her finger in and out. As I start to slowly relax, it starts all over again ! A second finger ? ! While she continues to guide me from behind, she slides her body up along me. Straddling across my thigh, she has the back of her hired hand pressed up against her clitoris. 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 strangest, yet about erotic, feelings I have ever had. I catch myself slowly lifting my articulatio coxae in speech rhythm with her and I can't recount if it is to add pressure to her or to pull her deeper into me. Her free manus is slowly running her finger through my hair and she is kissing and nibbling my neck.

"Maybe future meter I will use my strap-on and really take you."In the throes of my pleasure I am not surely which registers first : next clock time ? Strap-on ? At this 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 ragged. Suddenly she arches up against me hard and bites into my shoulder to stifle her screeching of mania. She slumps down against me and slowly removes her fingerbreadth. Rolling off of my back, she pushes against my face to push me over. She leans over and takes me in her mouth again, slowly bobbing up and down. With a quick motion she swing her leg over me and slides herself down onto my throbbing pecker. My eyes almost roll into the cover of my head at the opinion 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 candy kiss. Our tongues meet for the get-go meter and they dance against each former in beat to our slow love-making. All of this amazing foreplay has already built me up to the threshold, and even with the ever deadening movement between us, I am unable to hold back. My body becomes rigid as I am emptied into her.

As my breath slowly returns I am only able to whisper an"I'm sorry"because I wanted it to last so much 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 dick as she lowers her bottom of the inning down to my face. She slowly licks our meld juices from my easygoing member, trying to blarney it back to life. I run my manpower all over her ass brass as my tongue darts out and begins to lick along her angelic lips. It is a strange sensation, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but mix in with her sweetness, it was an intoxicating experience. After a little while of this, I could separate that my body was reacting, ready for more. She shifted her bottom down a little until my mouth was once again at her rosebud. This meter I did not need any instruction. As I licked and probed with my tongue, she began to increase her stride with her sassing. Once again I could severalise 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 phallus out of her backtalk and scooted her organic structure down my dresser 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 side by side. Instead of gliding between her soft lips, she grasped my cock tightly and lowered sweet rosebud to the chief. Ever slowly she began to slew down my rigid appendage until her cheek were firmly against by hips and belly. What an incredible feeling ! What an incredible sight !
She held still for a consequence, getting used to the sensation. Then she began to slowly flex her hips and move up and down upon me. Her swiftness and rhythm began to build to a nice tempo and her moans of delight changed into repeated refrain of"yes"and"more."I felt her hand reach down and start to rub my scrotum as she moved up and down. Then her other hand reached downhearted and she began to rub my anus with a digit. With a deft poke she had her finger in me again and was sliding in and out to the same rhythm that she was riding me. little by niggling her tread increased until in a conjuration moment 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 turncock. She once again shimmied up my body so that her bottom 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 consequence of this, she climbed off of me and turned around. She lay next to me with her drumhead on my bureau and a leg draped over my hips. I must have dozed off for a moment because when I opened my eyes, she was standing up succeeding 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 cull up my wearing apparel from the floor.

"You know, not that I didn't really savour that… and not that I want to hurry off to jail, but what if the owner of the house income tax return ?"The only answer was a soft chortle and something landed on the bed next to me. I felt the bed shift behind me as I reached down to pick up what she threw at me. It was a diminished picture frame and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a group of young cleaning lady all dressed up in costumes at some Halloween party. And right in the midsection of the group was the"officer"that had caught me breaking in.
"I don't really think we have to care about the owner pressing any guardianship or anything."I turned to look at this stunning beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the manacle to her wrists .