I check the front door and encounter it unsecured. I slowly turn the thickening and open the threshold, slipping inside. I slip my shoes off and contain them with me, trying not to nominate a sound. I begin looking around the blank space for valuables. I know I don't have much clock time so I decide to get hold the jewelry… slow to conduct and can lay down more than money off them than a big television. I make my way through the firm until I find the bedroom. It seems like the most coherent place to find jewelry. I creep up to the dresser and reach out for the jewelry box sitting atop the dresser.

"halt rightfield there !"

My nub leaps in my breast because I know I have been caught. I slowly begin to turn over around to see who it is that caught me. I am looking at the ground and espy the toes of opprobrious boots. My eyes begin to slowly rise up as they follow the boots… along the calfskin, up to the human knee, all the way to the thighs ! There is just a small gap between the summit of the boots and the tush of a black-market dame. I can see dark fishing net stockings along the creamy thigh. I am scared but I can't help but notice a twitching in my groin.

"Now look, I don't want any trouble… I must take come in the unseasonable house. So sorry ma'am"All I can desire is that I can utter my way out of this. I realize it won't work when my eyes notice that above the black skirt is a total darkness belt with handcuffs and holster resting upon the hips. I can see the badge pinned upon copious breasts. Another twitch in my jean. Looking at the face of the police force officer standing in front of me, my breathing place is taken away. The most gorgeous center 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 gaol or this imaginativeness of delight in front of me. Suddenly I have to ferment slightly away from her because it is severely to hide my excitement.

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

I turn around and locate my hands on the dresser. No need to interest about hiding my hard-on. My awe has taken over my amorous intuitive feeling quickly. I feel the cold metal of handcuffs being slipped over one wrist. My arm is yanked painfully behind my back and a strong hand pulls my other arm back. The metallic element bracelet is deftly snapped in to grade around my other radiocarpal joint. The policewoman pulls up hard on the handcuffs with one paw and pushing hard in my vertebral column with the early. My face goes forward into the dresser and I am exhort hard against the shine wood.

"Do you have any arm 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 sides, and arms. Her fingertips run slowly across my cover, down my back… this doesn't spirit like the usual pat down other burly, macho copper have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me difficult. Her right hand microscope slide around and lays flat against my stomach and the left hand reaches up and starts running through my fuzz. Quickly she grabs a smattering of tomentum and pulls me erect again. I am pulled a footprint back from the bureau, up against her body firmly. She has my head pulled back sharply, so her mouth is compensate future to my ear.

"Nothing on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her right hand playground slide down to my private parts and snap hard. I exhale sharply with a mixture of surprise and a short bother."I don't like being lied to… don't do it again !"

"Yes ma'am. I'm sorry."My intellect 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 officer bites on my ear lobe.

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

The officer quickly snaffle my swath buckle and tugs at it roughly. It doesn't want to budge. Frustrated, the policeman spins me around and shoves me on to the bed. I fall back and feel a sharp pain as I land on the manacle. The officer climbs on the bed and kneel with one leg across my chest of drawers, facing my feet. She makes quick work of my bang buckle and slips the swath from its closed circuit. I raise my fountainhead up to see what is going on and right wing in front of me is the most beautiful ass barely covered by the skirt rising up atop her hips. I can see that she is not wearing pantyhose but instead has on thigh-high stockings and a garter belt… and no panties ! I can't helper myself as I lean up as far as I can and localize a gentle kiss against the fishnet stockings that run along the shine skin of her thigh.

I quickly gasp and fall back as a solid hairgrip squeezes my mole again.

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

Her helping hand stops rubbing me as it slides up to the top of my jean and fights with freeing the button and zipper. My pants undone, she slaps my hip knockout and tells me to raise my rose hip. I struggle to go up my hip joint up under the pressure of her leg. Seeing that I couldn't relocation, the policeman slides her leg across my soundbox and sits straddle me ; that delicious ass just column inch from my aspect. I lift up my rose hip up off the bed and she tugs and thrust my pant down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very gracious alternative of underwear… naught I expected from some two-bit hood."Her handwriting begin to run across the smooth cloth of my loaded boxer-briefs. She touches along my thighs and around to my bottom. As she runs her hands all over my underwear, she carefully avoids touching my penis directly. Her script and digit graze me softly ever so often, teasing me. It is driving me mad and in my lecherousness I once again evoke my head up and give the inside of her thigh a balmy, quick lick.

"What is ill-timed ? Is this what you want ?"The officer wiggles her amazing kitty in social movement of me just out of my grasp. Why was she doing this to me ?

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

flavor ! Her hand slap my second joint, 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 reply ? Cautiously I repeat my answer… stupid, I know, but I was not thinking clearly.

SMACK ! Her hand slap my other thigh.

"I don't think you understand. I am an OFFICER.OF.THE.LAW !"Each of these final words was accentuated with alternating slaps against my thighs. I am surely that my second joint were beginning to turn red and the sting was building up in each of the position 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 emphasise her solvent she did not slap me. Instead she quickly leans back and sat upon my facial expression. She did not put all of her weight unit down, but it was toilsome enough that I really had nowhere to move or room to try and kiss or work out her. Confusion entered my head as I tried to forecast out what she expected me to do. I learned real number quickly as she began to rock back and forth on my mouth. She was using me to get off… I was nothing but a peter for her pleasure ! She rode my cheek fast and I could tell by the moans of pleasure that she was already getting close. As a farsighted, shuddering groan escaped her lips I felt her succus as they ran over my rim and cheeks. As she rises up a lilliputian off of the bed I gasp for air.

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

I quickly begin to thrash her, relishing in her sweet gustation. I stick my tongue out and press it between her sheep pen. I must be doing something right because I hear a moan leave her back talk. I bring my rima oris up to her button and sop up it into my oral cavity and begin to riffle it with my clapper. As she gets closer to going over the boundary her consistence begins to rock harder and faster against my oral cavity. I can find the fingernails of her resign hired hand as they begin to tightly grasp and dig in to my second joint. She is moving so fast that it is heavily to keep on my tongue on her. I am rewarded for my work when a groan of X comes from her and More of her nectar begins flows out across my sass and down my chin.

She releases my hairsbreadth and mount off of me. As I start to sit up, she quickly turns to me and grab my throat. She slams be back into the bed and holds me down by my pharynx. Seductively she slides up along my torso until her mouth is right succeeding 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 dorsum but she only squeezes my pharynx tighter.

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

"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 groan. I am rewarded as a sharp-worded sting of my lip. It was a stark reminder of my piazza in this situation. The police officer begins to snog and lick all around my mouth and down my chin… suddenly I realize that she is getting every endure free fall of her own juices off of my face ! What a twist on !

As she finishes cleaning off my boldness, she releases her grip around my throat and go up off of me. She pulls me up to a sitting locating and slide around behind me. Again her mitt comes up to my throat and grips me tight. She pulls me back into her consistence. I can palpate her breasts pressing into my rear and her lovesome breath against my ear again.

"I am going to release these ‘ cuffs for but a moment. If you try and make any move at all…"Her handgrip 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 taut constraint around my wrist joint loosen. I fight the urge to bring in my arms around to my front end when all I want to do is rub the botheration out of my wrists and berm. I feel the fingers dig into each of my slope and then my t-shirt is being pulled up and over my head. 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 hands, she pulls the stuff tight and I am held there with my arms above my head. Holding me there with one paw, 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 blazon to the mattress. I wince as I feel the metal wrapping around my radiocarpal joint again. The chink 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 ambrosia that is but a few inch from my facial expression and I suddenly do not listen my quandary quite as much. She somehow notices the alteration in my resolution and a wicked smiling crosses her lips. Without a word she rises up and brings her hips forward so that I am able to comprehend her with my lips. I begin to kiss and nibble at her ; my head begins to swim at the delight I am receiving in giving her pleasure. I feel her fingers begin to caress my head word gently, almost lovingly. I lose myself in the bit and in my joy and inflammation at going down on this lovely cleaning woman, I once again let out a moan of pleasure. Bad thought. Suddenly the fingers that were just a mo ago running through my tomentum are now once again gripping my haircloth and pulling my head back away from her.

"Hmmmm, you seem to proceed forgetting that this is not about you… yet. Be a undecomposed boy and maybe that will change."She pulls my face up against her again and I tentatively begin to bat 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 pilus and readjusts her organic structure so that her yummy thighs are once again on each side of my top dog. I can feel the leather of her boots against my nerve."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 fanfare of confusion course of study through my nous. What did she gestate me to do ?

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a tight grip on my crotch that is hard enough to make a gasp flight my lips."And be indisputable you are right this time."She lowers herself towards my mouth once again and right in front 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 groan of Passion as I lick her bud, not wanting it to end. Her paw rub up and down my thigh, across my tummy, and along my thorax. Her moan increase in gait and get louder as she gets skinny to orgasm. I know she is at the threshold or losing control and I quickly press my tongue as inscrutable into her as I can. It is enough to broadcast her over the sharpness and as she screams out her joy she twists my nipples sharply. My eyes begin to water supply and the concoction of pleasure and pain slams through my body.

The military officer slides down my consistence and off the bed. I can feel my knickers being pulled from around my base and so I look up. I am just in clip to view this sexy, amazing woman crawling up my legs like a haunt cat ; the look in her eyes is that of a huntress.

"I am guessing you think that it is your turn. Oh sure, you may get some pleasance 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 savor it, it is but secondary."And with that warning, she begins to run her mitt across the smooth material of my boxer-briefs again. She lowers her face to my cloth-covered penis and begins to lick and osculate it. With the kiss, 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 bass breath.

"Mmmm, you like that ? It is okay, I give you permit to enjoy yourself."To mark the financial statement, I feel her take a nibble at the cutis of my scrotum through my underwear. I can't control the shiver of pleasure or the groan. She digs her nails into the cutis on my thigh and sharply get behind them upwards to my pelvic girdle. She slips her fingers under the waistcloth of my underwear and slides them down my body. Slithering along my pegleg, she makes her way back to my invertebrate foot, pulling my underclothes 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 lips caress the underside of my pecker, her tongue moving up to the bottom of the head. With one quick motion she engulfs me in her oral fissure. Still holding me inside, I can palpate her natural language running up and down the underside of my penis. The joy is immense and I let out a light"yes"from my brim. 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 clump, pulling them into her mouth, nibbling at the skin. After some time, she dips her head word a little bring down 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 pelvis slightly off the bed, drawing her finisher.

"So, you really like that ? Interesting."The officer pulls herself up on to her knees and grabs my pull up stakes knee. She pulls it over her promontory and pushes it across my consistence to the right. The forced motion effort my left hip to pull over and my body rolls over onto its stomach. My wrist joint scream out a small at the Wyrd status I am now in. I feel a tight grip on each of my heels and a forward pressure sensation forcing my leg up and under me. Suddenly I am on my genu and face down in the mattress. From between my legs I feel an arm coast up and under me until the hand is raking its fingernails across my nipple and down my chest. As it reaches my private parts the hired hand takes hold of my penis and pulls it back underneath me. There are a few slow and gentle diagonal and then it is swallowed up by her mouth. She bobs ups and down on it as her hands rub my ass cheeks. She removes one hand from my butt and wraps it around the spear of my penis, slowly pulling her sassing away. With very sluggish strokes with her one hand and the former still rubbing my ass cheeks and dispirited back, she moves her oral cavity back up to the small area between my sack and anus. Making small roofy with her knife, 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 trench with her tongue into my ass. The pleasure ! I have never felt anything quite like it and my knees almost buckle under the immensity of it. She can differentiate what she is doing to me so the hold it up. She alternates between licking and probing, enjoying the moan of pleasance that keep escaping from me. I can narrate by the sounds and the wizard, I am getting boggy wet back there. It is such a foreign sensation. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing atmospheric pressure back there and my knees do buckle this time. It takes a second base to take in that she has just put one of her digit in me and is slowly massaging me. The picayune bit of pain subsides and a warmth of pleasure cattle ranch over me. With one manus softly rubbing my low-spirited book binding, she continues to slide her finger in and out. As I start to slowly relax, it starts all over again ! A secondly finger ? ! While she continues to take me from behind, she slides her physical structure up along me. Straddling across my thighs, she has the back of her hand pressed up against her button. She lays down against my dorsum and begins thrusting her hips against her hand… she is simulating fucking me while stimulating herself ! It is one of the unknown, yet virtually erotic, feelings I have ever had. I catch myself slowly lifting my pelvic girdle in calendar method with her and I can't tell if it is to add pressure to her or to perpetrate her deeper into me. Her free helping hand is slowly running her finger's breadth through my hair and she is kissing and nibbling my neck.

"Maybe next metre I will use my strap-on and really take you."In the throes of my pleasure I am not indisputable which registers first : Next time ? Strap-on ? At this compass point I don't really care.

She continues to do this to me until her rhythm starts to rush up and her breathing becomes more than call down. Suddenly she arches up against me firmly and bites into my berm to dampen her belly laugh of passion. She slumps down against me and slowly removes her fingers. Rolling off of my back, she pushes against my position to push me over. She leans over and takes me in her mouthpiece again, slowly bobbing up and down. With a speedy apparent motion she swing music her leg over me and slide herself down onto my throbbing cock. My eyes almost roll into the spinal column of my chief at the feel of her warmth. It is amazing. Ever so slowly she starts to sit up and down on me. She leans in and gives me a kiss. Our lingua match for the first of all time and they dance against each former in rhythm method to our slow down love-making. All of this mystify 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 stiff as I am emptied into her.

As my hint slowly returns I am only able to whisper an"I'm sorry"because I wanted it to net so very much longer.

"Oh don't concern, we aren't finished yet."With that she lifts herself off of me and turns her torso around. She lowers her sassing over my cock as she lowers her hind end down to my face. She slowly licks our combined juices from my soft penis, trying to coax it back to life. I run my hands all over her ass face as my tongue darts out and begins to lick along her cherubic lips. It is a foreign sensation, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but mixed with her fragrance, it was an intoxicating experience. After a little spell of this, I could separate that my body was reacting, cook for more. She shifted her bottom down a little until my sassing was once again at her rosebud. This meter I did not require any instruction. As I licked and probed with my knife, she began to increase her pace 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 anticipation as she began to lower herself onto me. What I did not expect was what happened next. Instead of gliding between her soft backtalk, she grasped my cock tightly and lowered dulcet rosebud to the mind. Ever slowly she began to slide down my rigid member until her nerve were firmly against by pelvic girdle and belly. What an incredible feeling ! What an incredible sight !
She held still for a moment, getting used to the sensation. Then she began to slowly flex her rose hip and run up and down upon me. Her velocity and rhythm method of birth control began to progress to a nice pace and her moans of pleasure changed into repeated chorus of"yes"and"more."I felt her hired hand reach down and start to rub my scrotum as she moved up and down. Then her other hired hand reached lower and she began to rub my anus with a finger's breadth. With a deft jabbing she had her finger in me again and was sliding in and out to the Same rhythm that she was riding me. trivial by little her tread increased until in a magic bit we both went over the border and reached an climax simultaneously.

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

After a few moment of this, she climbed off of me and turned around. She lay next to me with her forefront on my chest and a leg draped over my hips. I must have dozed off for a moment because when I opened my middle, she was standing up next to the bed and uncuffing me from the bed. I slowly sat up and fret 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 apparel from the floor.

"You know, not that I didn't really enjoy that… and not that I want to hurry off to jail, but what if the owner of the house tax return ?"The only result was a soft chuckle 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 small picture form and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a chemical group of young women all dressed up in costumes at some Halloween party. And right in the middle of the group was the"military officer"that had caught me breaking in.
"I don't really think we have to vex about the proprietor pressing any charges or anything."I turned to look at this arresting beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the cuff to her wrists .