I check the front room access and find it unlocked. I slowly turn the knob and give the door, slipping inside. I slip my shoes off and carry them with me, trying not to make a sound. I begin looking around the place for valuables. I know I don't have much clip so I decide to find the jewelry… easy to conduct and can attain more money off them than a big telly. I make my way through the theater until I find the bedroom. It seems like the most logical place to get hold jewelry. I creep up to the vanity and contact 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 ground and spot the toes of black boots. My middle begin to slowly rise up as they follow the boots… along the calfskin, up to the knees, all the way to the thighs ! There is just a small gap between the round top of the boots and the can of a black skirt. I can see moody fishnet stockings along the creamy thighs. I am scared but I can't help but notice a vellication in my groin.

"Now look, I don't want any trouble… I must induce come in the wrong mansion. So drab ma'am"All I can hope is that I can talk my way out of this. I realize it won't work when my centre notice that above the black wench is a blacken swath with handcuffs and holster resting upon the hip joint. I can see the badge pinned upon copious tit. Another twitch in my dungaree. Looking at the face of the police officer standing in front of me, my hint is taken away. The most gorgeous eyes are glaring at me. I am entranced by their beauty ; I can't William Tell if my rapid heartbeat is because I know I am going to jug or this imaginativeness of delight in front of me. Suddenly I have to sprain slightly away from her because it is tough to cover my excitement.

"spell around and put your bridge player on the dresser… NOW !"

I turn around and come out my hands on the chest. No motivation to concern about hiding my erection. My veneration has taken over my amorous look quickly. I feel the stale alloy of handcuffs being slipped over one wrist. My arm is yanked painfully behind my back and a unattackable hand pull my other arm back. The metallic element watch bracelet is deftly snapped in to place around my early wrist. The policewoman pulls up hard on the manacle with one deal and pushes hard in my spine with the other. My face goes forward into the toilet table and I am iron hard against the smooth wood.

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

"No ma'am, nothing on me… I promise."Her hands still run along my legs, my slope, and arms. Her fingertips run slowly across my back, down my back… this doesn't tactile property like the usual pat down other burly, macho cops have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me hard. Her right on deal slides around and lays flat against my breadbasket and the left reaches up and offset running through my hair's-breadth. Quickly she grabs a smattering of hair and pulls me upright again. I am pulled a tone back from the dresser, up against her trunk firmly. She has my head pulled back sharply, so her sass is mighty adjacent to my ear.

"Nothing on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her right hand sliding board down to my private parts and snap up hard. I exhale sharply with a mixture of surprisal and a short 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 creation 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 clout on my ear as the police officer bites on my ear lobe.

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

The officer quickly grabs my whack buckle and jerk 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 sharp pain as I land on the handcuffs. The officer climbs on the bed and kneeling with one leg across my bureau, facing my feet. She makes quick work of my belted ammunition buckle and slips the bang from its loops. I raise my head up to see what is going on and decent in front of me is the most beautiful ass barely covered by the bird rising up atop her rose hip. I can see that she is not wearing pantyhose but instead has on thigh-high stockings and a supporter belt… and no pantie ! I can't help myself as I lean up as far as I can and site a gentle kiss against the fishnet stockings that run along the liquid skin of her thigh.

I quickly gasp and fall back as a strong grip squeezes my groin again.

"I did not say you could touch me ! You have been a bad boy…"The suitcase lightens up and slowly becomes a impregnable 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 scrap with freeing the push and zipper. My pants undone, she slaps my hip backbreaking and tells me to raise my hip joint. I struggle to lift my hip joint up under the pressure of her leg. Seeing that I couldn't move, the ship's officer slides her leg across my organic structure and sits range me ; that toothsome ass just inch from my nerve. I lift up my hips up off the bed and she tugboat and push my bloomers down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very skillful choice of underwear… nothing I expected from some two-bit hood."Her hands begin to run across the smooth material of my loaded boxer-briefs. She touches along my second joint and around to my bottom of the inning. As she runs her hands all over my underwear, she carefully avoids touching my penis directly. Her handwriting and fingers graze me softly ever so often, teasing me. It is driving me mad and in my luxuria I once again invoke my read/write head up and collapse the inside of her thigh a soft, quick lick.

"What is haywire ? Is this what you want ?"The police officer wiggles her awe-inspiring pussy in front of me just out of my reach. Why was she doing this to me ?

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

savor ! Her hand slaps my thigh, hard.

"What did you say ?"

My mind 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, I know, but I was not thinking clearly.

smacking ! Her deal slaps my other thigh.

"I don't think you understand. I am an OFFICER.OF.THE.LAW !"Each of these last actor's line was accentuated with alternating smacking against my second joint. I am sure that my thigh were beginning to turn red and the sting was building up in each of the smudge she was slapping."Now answer me properly… Is this what you want ?"Another squirm 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 facial expression. She did not put all of her weight down, but it was hard enough that I really had nowhere to make a motion or room to try and kiss or clobber her. mental confusion entered my pass as I tried to figure out what she expected me to do. I learned really quickly as she began to rock back and Forth River on my mouthpiece. She was using me to get off… I was aught but a prick for her pleasure ! She rode my face fast and I could recount by the groan of pleasure that she was already getting close. As a hanker, shuddering moan escaped her lips I felt her juices as they ran over my mouth and boldness. 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 fistful of my hairsbreadth ; she pulls me up to her kitty-cat, wet and waiting."Now do it right."

I quickly begin to thrash her, relishing in her sweetened taste. I stick my lingua out and fight it between her folds. I must be doing something right because I hear a moan leave her lips. I bring my oral cavity up to her clitoris and suck in it into my mouth and begin to flicker it with my tongue. As she gets closer to going over the edge her body begins to rock harder and faster against my mouth. I can finger the fingernails of her absolve hired man as they begin to tightly grasp and dig in to my thigh. She is moving so fast that it is gruelling to hold open my tongue on her. I am rewarded for my work when a moan of ecstasy comes from her and more of her ambrosia 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 take hold of my pharynx. She slams be back into the bed and holds me down by my throat. Seductively she slides up along my body until her mouthpiece is right 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 mouth. I begin to try and kiss her back but she only squeezes my throat tighter.

"I will secern you when to kiss me, do you empathise ?"

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

She begins to kiss 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 chomp of my lip. It was a perfect reminder of my shoes in this post. The officer begins to kiss and lick all around my sassing and down my chin… suddenly I realize that she is getting every last drop of her own juices off of my face ! What a play on !

As she finishes cleaning off my face, she releases her adhesive friction around my throat and rise off of me. She pulls me up to a sitting spot and slides around behind me. Again her manus comes up to my pharynx and bag me tight. She pulls me back into her trunk. I can find her breast pressing into my back and her warm up breath against my ear again.

"I am going to liberate these ‘ manacle 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 have sex that I understand. She releases my throat and I soon feel the tight constraint around my carpus loosen. I fight the itch to bring my arms around to my strawman when all I want to do is rub the pain out of my wrists and shoulder. I feel the fingers dig into each of my side of meat and then my tee shirt is being pulled up and over my psyche. My shoulders scream out in excruciation as they are pulled up and above my head. Just as my shirt is about the come over my work force, she pulls the material tight and I am held there with my arms above my forefront. Holding me there with one hand, the military 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 implements of war to the mattress. I wince as I feel the alloy wrap around my wrist joint again. The click of the handlock sound ominous as I realize that I am now tethered to the headboard and am not going anywhere. Then I catch the spirit of the sweet ambrosia that is but a few in from my expression and I suddenly do not mind my plight quite as a great deal. She somehow placard the change in my resolution and a wicked smile crosses her back talk. Without a word she rises up and brings her rose hip forward so that I am able to embrace her with my lips. I begin to kiss and nibble at her ; my head teacher begins to swim at the delight 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 moan of pleasure. Bad approximation. Suddenly the fingers that were just a second ago running through my hair are now once again gripping my haircloth 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 delicious thighs are once again on each side of my drumhead. I can feel the leather of her the boot 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 hard slap against my thigh again. A flashgun of confusion courses through my judgement. What did she expect me to do ?

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a tight clench on my fork that is operose enough to make a pant escape my lips."And be for certain you are right this time."She lowers herself towards my oral fissure once again and right in presence 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 passion as I lick her bud, not wanting it to end. Her handwriting rub up and down my thighs, across my stomach, and along my chest. Her moans increase in rate and get louder as she gets skinny to orgasm. I know she is at the threshold or losing control and I quickly press my knife as late into her as I can. It is plenty to charge her over the edge and as she screams out her pleasure she twists my nipples sharply. My eyes begin to water and the mixture of joy and pain slams through my body.

The officer slides down my torso and off the bed. I can palpate my pants being pulled from around my invertebrate foot and so I look up. I am just in time to watch this sexy, amazing woman crawling up my ramification like a stalking cat ; the look in her heart is that of a huntress.

"I am guessing you think that it is your act. 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 revel it, it is but secondary."And with that monition, she begins to run her hands across the shine stuff of my boxer-briefs again. She lowers her expression to my cloth-covered member and begins to lick and kiss it. With the kisses, she drags her fingernails across my inner second joint. The pleasance shivers up and down my dead body and my head drops back against the mattress. My eyes close and I suck in a deep breath.

"Mmmm, you like that ? It is hunky-dory, I give you permission to enjoy yourself."To punctuate the statement, I feel her issue a nibble at the skin of my scrotum through my underclothing. I can't control the shiver of pleasure or the moan. She digs her nails into the pelt on my thigh and sharply drag out them upwards to my hips. She slips her fingers under the waistband of my underwear and slides them down my organic structure. Slithering along my legs, she makes her way back to my feet, pulling my underclothes completely off. When she begins to fawn back up the bed, I feel my calves rising, sliding up until my thighs rest on her shoulders. I feel her lips caress the underside of my cock, her tongue moving up to the underside of the head. With one agile motion she engulfs me in her mouth. Still holding me inside, I can feel her natural language running up and down the underside of my penis. The pleasure is Brobdingnagian and I let out a Christ Within"yes"from my lips. As soon as I do, she slowly, luxuriously slides her lip up my hammer and places a quick kiss on the tip. She lowers her point and starts licking my balls, pulling them into her oral fissure, nibbling at the skin. After some time, she dips her nous a little scummy 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 finisher.

"So, you really like that ? Interesting."The police officer pulls herself up on to her knee and catch my left knee. She pulls it over her head and pushes it across my body to the right. The forced movement grounds my will hip to pull over and my soundbox rolls over onto its stomach. My articulatio radiocarpea scream out a little at the weird emplacement I am now in. I feel a tight grip on each of my dog and a frontwards pressure forcing my legs up and under me. Suddenly I am on my knees and face down in the mattress. From between my leg I feel an arm chute up and under me until the hand is raking its fingernails across my nipple and down my chest. As it reaches my crotch the script takes cargo deck of my phallus and pulls it back underneath me. There are a few slow and entitle throw and then it is swallowed up by her mouth. She bobs ups and down on it as her hired man rub my ass impertinence. She removes one hired man from my butt and enwrap it around the shaft of my penis, slowly pulling her mouth away. With very slack stroke with her one hired man and the other still rubbing my ass cheeks and lower back, she moves her mouth back up to the modest area between my sac and anus. Making pocket-sized rope 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 pleasure ! I have never felt anything quite like it and my knee joint almost buckle under the immensity 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 groan of pleasure that keep escaping from me. I can tell by the audio and the sensations, I am getting overemotional wet back there. It is such a unknown maven. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing pressure back there and my knees do buckle this time. It takes a secondment to realize that she has just put one of her finger in me and is slowly massaging me. The picayune bit of annoyance subsides and a warmth of pleasance paste over me. With one paw softly rubbing my lower back, she continues to skid her finger in and out. As I start to slowly unbend, it starts all over again ! A 2nd fingerbreadth ? ! While she continues to take me from behind, she slides her consistence up along me. Straddling across my thighs, she has the back of her paw pressed up against her button. She lays down against my back and begins thrusting her rosehip against her hand… she is simulating fucking me while stimulating herself ! It is one of the strangest, yet most titillating, opinion I have ever had. I catch myself slowly lifting my hip in rhythm with her and I can't tell if it is to add atmospheric pressure to her or to pull her deeper into me. Her free hand is slowly running her fingers through my hairsbreadth and she is kissing and nibbling my neck.

"Maybe next clock time I will use my strap-on and really take you."In the throes of my pleasure I am not sure enough which registers first : next metre ? 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 Thomas More gravel. Suddenly she arches up against me punishing and bites into my shoulder to stifle her shriek of passion. She slumps down against me and slowly removes her fingers. Rolling off of my back, she pushes against my side to push me over. She leans over and takes me in her oral cavity again, slowly bobbing up and down. With a straightaway apparent motion she swings her leg over me and slew herself down onto my throbbing shaft. My eyes almost roll into the backrest of my head at the feeling of her warmness. It is amazing. Ever so slowly she starts to ride up and down on me. She leans in and gives me a kiss. Our clapper meet for the first time and they dance against each other in calendar method to our slow love-making. All of this amazing foreplay has already built me up to the brink, and even with the ever slow movement between us, I am unable to hold back. My body becomes inflexible as I am emptied into her.

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

"Oh don't concern, we aren't finished yet."With that she lifts herself off of me and turns her body around. She lowers her sass over my cock as she lowers her bottom down to my face. She slowly licks our coalesce juice from my soft penis, trying to coax it back to life-time. I run my helping hand all over her ass cheeks as my knife darts out and begins to lick along her sweet lips. It is a unknown sensation, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but amalgamate with her sweetness, it was an intoxicating experience. After a little patch of this, I could assure 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 fourth dimension I did not take any program line. As I licked and probed with my tongue, she began to increase her pace with her back talk. Once again I could assure that I was getting very wet, as if she was purposely coating it with saliva.

After a moment I soon learned why. She quickly let my penis out of her mouth and scooted her body down my chest until she was straddling me. I watched with prevision as she began to turn down herself onto me. What I did not anticipate was what happened next. Instead of gliding between her soft lips, she grasped my cock tightly and lowered sweet rosebud to the head teacher. Ever slowly she began to slip down my unbending member until her impudence were firmly against by hips and belly. What an unbelievable feeling ! What an incredible sight !
She held still for a moment, getting used to the hotshot. Then she began to slowly flex her articulatio coxae and move up and down upon me. Her speed and cycle began to build to a squeamish tempo and her groan of pleasure changed into repeated chorus 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 fingerbreadth. With a deft thrust she had her finger in me again and was sliding in and out to the like cycle that she was riding me. Little by lilliputian her pace increased until in a thaumaturgy moment we both went over the edge and reached an sexual climax 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 plum each other off, but this metre it was more of a slow, sensual come down instead of getting set for another round.

After a few moments of this, she climbed off of me and turned around. She lay following to me with her fountainhead on my chest and a leg draped over my pelvis. I must suffer dozed off for a here and now because when I opened my eyes, she was standing up next to the bed and uncuffing me from the bed. I slowly sat up and chafe my radiocarpal joint to get any form 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 revel that… and not that I want to hurry off to jailhouse, but what if the owner of the house replication ?"The sole answer was a flaccid chortle and something landed on the bed next to me. I felt the bed shift behind me as I reached down to foot up what she threw at me. It was a small picture physique and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a group of young char all dressed up in costumes at some Halloween party. And right in the centre of the radical was the"officer"that had caught me breaking in.
"I don't really think we have to worry about the owner pressing any burster or anything."I turned to calculate at this daze beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the handcuffs to her wrists .