I check the forepart door and observe it unlocked. I slowly turn the boss and open the door, slipping inside. I slip my place off and sway them with me, trying not to make a sound. I begin looking around the seat for valuables. I know I don't have much time so I decide to find the jewelry… easy to carry and can stimulate more money off them than a big goggle box. I make my way through the house until I find the bedroom. It seems like the most legitimate seat to notice jewelry. I creep up to the dresser and reach out for the jewellery box sitting atop the dresser.

"stopover right there !"

My heart leaps in my chest 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 primer coat and descry the toes of opprobrious boots. My eyes begin to slowly rise up up as they follow the boots… along the calves, up to the articulatio genus, all the way to the thighs ! There is just a small gap between the elevation of the boots and the bottom of a Negro chick. I can see dark fishnet stockings along the creamy thigh. I am scared but I can't helper but notice a vellication in my groin.

"Now look, I don't want any trouble… I must have come in the incorrectly house. So sorry ma'am"All I can hope is that I can sing my way out of this. I realize it won't work when my eyes notice that above the Black person dame is a black belt with handcuff and holster resting upon the hips. I can see the badge pinned upon sizable breast. Another twitch in my jeans. Looking at the aspect of the constabulary officer standing in front of me, my breath is taken away. The most gorgeous eyes are glaring at me. I am entranced by their beauty ; I can't tell if my rapid heartbeat is because I know I am going to jail or this visual modality of delight in front end of me. Suddenly I have to turn slightly away from her because it is hard to cover my excitement.

"twist around and put your hired man on the dresser… NOW !"

I turn around and place my hands on the dresser. No need to concern about hiding my erection. My awe has taken over my amorous tone quickly. I feel the cold metal of handcuff being slipped over one wrist joint. My arm is yanked painfully behind my back and a substantial manus twist my early arm back. The metal bracelet is deftly snapped in to commit around my other wrist. The policewoman pulls up hard on the manacle with one hand and button hard in my spinal column with the former. My face goes forward into the dresser and I am pressed 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 men still run along my legs, my side, and limb. Her fingertips run slowly across my back, down my back… this doesn't feel like the usual pat down other burly, macho cops have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me knockout. Her rightfield script coast around and lays flat against my stomach and the left reaches up and get-go running through my whisker. Quickly she grabs a handful of pilus and pulls me upright again. I am pulled a footfall back from the dressing table, up against her physical structure firmly. She has my fountainhead pulled back sharply, so her mouth is right next to my ear.

"Nothing on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her right deal slides down to my fork and seize intemperately. I exhale sharply with a mixture of surprise and a little pain sensation."I don't like being lied to… don't do it again !"

"Yes ma'am. I'm sorry."My mind is racing and confused. What in the humanity 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 officer bites on my ear lobe.

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

The police officer quickly grabs my belt buckle and tugboat at it roughly. It doesn't want to budge. Frustrated, the officeholder spins me around and shoves me on to the bed. I fall back and feel a sharp pain as I land on the handcuff. The ship's officer climbs on the bed and kneeling with one leg across my thorax, facing my metrical unit. She makes flying oeuvre of my belt warp and slips the bash from its eyelet. I raise my fountainhead up to see what is going on and rightfulness in front of me is the most beautiful ass barely covered by the chick rising up atop her pelvic arch. 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 position a gentle kiss against the fishnet stockings that run along the smooth skin of her thigh.

I quickly pant and crepuscule back as a strong clutch hug my mole again.

"I did not say you could touch me ! You have been a bad boy…"The bobby pin 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 hired hand stops rubbing me as it slides up to the top of my jeans and battle with freeing the push button and zipper. My pant undone, she slaps my hip hard and tells me to raise my hips. I struggle to lift my hips up under the imperativeness of her leg. Seeing that I couldn't motility, the policeman slides her leg across my body and sits range me ; that delicious ass just inch from my face. I lift up my hips up off the bed and she tugs and pushes my pants down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very prissy option of underwear… nothing I expected from some two-bit hood."Her hired man begin to run across the smooth material of my miserly boxer-briefs. She touches along my thighs and around to my bottom. As she runs her handwriting all over my underwear, she carefully avoids touching my penis 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 kindle my straits up and give the interior of her thigh a soft, straightaway lick.

"What is improper ? Is this what you want ?"The officer wiggles her amazing puss in strawman of me just out of my reaching. Why was she doing this to me ?

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

SMACK ! Her hand slap my thigh, hard.

"What did you say ?"

My nous reals 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.

SMACK ! Her mitt slap my former thigh.

"I don't think you understand. I am an OFFICER.OF.THE.LAW !"Each of these concluding news was accentuated with alternating slaps against my second joint. I am sure that my thighs were beginning to plough red and the bunco game was building up in each of the spots she was slapping."Now answer me properly… Is this what you want ?"Another wriggle 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 typeface. She did not put all of her weight down, but it was hard enough that I really had nowhere to incite or room to try and kiss or solve her. discombobulation entered my head as I tried to reckon out what she expected me to do. I learned real quickly as she began to rock back and forth on my lip. She was using me to get off… I was nothing but a cock for her pleasure ! She rode my face fast and I could tell by the moans of delight that she was already getting close. As a farsighted, shuddering groan escaped her sass I felt her juices as they ran over my sass and cheeks. As she rises up a little off of the bed I gasp for air.

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

I quickly begin to lick her, relishing in her sweet-scented taste. I stick my knife out and beseech it between her bend. I must be doing something right because I hear a moan leave her sass. I bring my mouth up to her clitoris and fellate it into my mouth and get to flick it with my tongue. As she gets closer to going over the edge her torso begins to rock harder and faster against my oral fissure. I can feel the fingernails of her free hand as they begin to tightly grasp and dig in to my thigh. She is moving so fast that it is heavily to keep my glossa on her. I am rewarded for my work when a moan of exaltation comes from her and more of her ambrosia begins flows out across my mouth 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 grab my throat. She slams be back into the bed and holds me down by my throat. Seductively she slides up along my organic structure until her mouthpiece is correctly next 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 rima oris. I begin to try and kiss her back but she only squeezes my pharynx tighter.

"I will differentiate you when to snog me, do you empathize ?"

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

She begins to kiss along my lips, nibbling at them as she does. She sucks by tush lip into her sassing and I give a moan. I am rewarded as a sharp bit of my lip. It was a stark reminder of my place in this post. The officer begins to buss and solve all around my rima oris and down my chin… suddenly I realize that she is getting every lastly pearl of her own juices off of my font ! What a crook 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 microscope slide around behind me. Again her mitt comes up to my throat and grips me nasty. She pulls me back into her body. I can find her breasts pressing into my back and her warm breath against my ear again.

"I am going to release these ‘ handlock for but a instant. If you try and make any motion at all…"Her grip on my throat tightens until I can't breathe. I nod uncomfortably to let her acknowledge that I understand. She releases my throat and I soon feel the slopped constraint around my carpus loosen. I fight the urge to work my arms around to my front man when all I want to do is rub the pain out of my radiocarpal joint and shoulders. I feel the fingerbreadth dig into each of my sides and then my t-shirt is being pulled up and over my head. My articulatio humeri scream out in agony as they are pulled up and above my promontory. Just as my shirt is about the seminal fluid over my hands, she pulls the material tight and I am held there with my arms above my mind. Holding me there with one hand, the officer slides out from behind me and yanks hard on my jersey. I am forced backwards onto the bed. Before I realize what she is doing, she quickly straddles me again, her legs pinning my munition to the mattress. I wince as I feel the alloy wrap around my wrists again. The detent of the handlock sound ill as I realize that I am now tethered to the headboard and am not going anywhere. Then I catch the flavor of the fresh nectar that is but a few in from my aspect and I suddenly do not take care my predicament quite as a lot. She somehow notice the change in my firmness of purpose and a wicked grin crosses her lips. Without a word she rises up and brings her hips forward so that I am able to embrace her with my lip. I begin to osculate and piece at her ; my head begins to swim at the pleasure I am receiving in giving her joy. I feel her finger begin to caress my chief gently, almost lovingly. I lose myself in the moment and in my joy and inflammation at going down on this lovely woman, I once again let out a moan of pleasure. Bad idea. Suddenly the fingers that were just a 2d ago running through my hair are now once again gripping my hair and pulling my headway back away from her.

"Hmmmm, you seem to observe forgetting that this is not about you… yet. Be a secure 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 comfortably idea."With that, she releases my haircloth and readjusts her body so that her scrumptious second joint are once again on each side of my chief. I can find the leather of her boots against my cheeks."I think you know what you need to do."

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

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a tight grasp on my crotch that is heavy enough to make a pant evasion my sassing."And be for sure you are ripe this time."She lowers herself towards my mouth once again and right in front line of me is her rosebud. I know exactly what she wants. With excitement and desire I bury my nerve in her ass. I stifle a moan of passion as I lick her bud, not wanting it to end. Her hands rub up and down my second joint, across my venter, and along my chest. Her moans growth in stride and get louder as she gets stuffy to orgasm. I know she is at the verge or losing control and I quickly press my tongue as deep into her as I can. It is sufficiency to broadcast her over the border and as she screams out her pleasure she twists my nipples sharply. My heart begin to water and the mixture of pleasure and pain shot through my body.

The officer slides down my eubstance and off the bed. I can find my pants being pulled from around my feet and so I look up. I am just in metre to watch this sexy, amazing charwoman crawling up my leg like a stalking cat ; the flavour in her eyes is that of a huntress.

"I am guessing you think that it is your turn. Oh trusted, you may get some pleasure out of this, but don't think it is about you. I will be doing what I want, when I want ; if you happen to enjoy it, it is but secondary."And with that warning, she begins to run her paw across the smooth fabric of my boxer-briefs again. She lowers her face to my cloth-covered penis and begins to cream and osculate it. With the kisses, she drags her fingernails across my inner second joint. The pleasance shivers up and down my physical structure and my head drops back against the mattress. My eyes close and I suck in a mystifying breath.

"Mmmm, you like that ? It is O.K., I give you permission to relish yourself."To emphasize the statement, I feel her issue a pick at the hide of my scrotum through my underwear. I can't contain the shiver of pleasure or the groan. She digs her nails into the skin on my thighs and sharply drags them upwards to my hips. She slips her fingers under the sash of my underwear and slides them down my eubstance. Slithering along my branch, she makes her way back to my fundament, pulling my underwear 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 undersurface of my cock, her tongue moving up to the undersurface of the head. With one fast gesture she engulfs me in her mouth. Still holding me inside, I can feel her clapper running up and down the undersurface of my penis. The pleasure is immense and I let out a visible radiation"yes"from my lips. As soon as I do, she slowly, luxuriously slides her mouth up my pecker and places a quick kiss on the tip. She lowers her head and starts licking my formal, pulling them into her mouth, nibbling at the skin. After some clip, she dips her brain a small dispirited and starts licking the skin between my nut 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 police officer pulls herself up on to her knees and catch my left knee. She pulls it over her heading and pushes it across my consistency to the right. The force motion causes my give hip to pull over and my body rolls over onto its stomach. My wrists scream out a little at the Wyrd position I am now in. I feel a sloshed handgrip 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 leg I feel an arm microscope slide up and under me until the hand is raking its fingernails across my nipple and down my dresser. As it reaches my crotch 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 mouth. She bobs ups and down on it as her hands rub my ass impudence. She removes one hand from my butt and wrap up it around the shaft of my member, slowly pulling her mouth away. With very slow stroking with her one hand and the early still rubbing my ass cheeks and lower back, she moves her mouth back up to the small region between my poke and anus. Making small circles with her lingua, 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 lingua into my ass. The pleasure ! I have never felt anything quite like it and my stifle almost buckle under the grandness of it. She can severalise what she is doing to me so the keeps it up. She alternates between licking and probing, enjoying the moan of pleasure that keep escaping from me. I can tell by the speech sound and the sensations, I am getting sloppy wet back there. It is such a unusual aesthesis. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing pressing back there and my human knee do clasp this time. It takes a arcsecond to agnise that she has just put one of her digit in me and is slowly massaging me. The petty bit of pain sensation subsides and a warmth of delight spreads over me. With one hired man softly rubbing my lower berth back, she continues to slide her finger in and out. As I start to slowly relax, it starts all over again ! A second finger ? ! While she continues to take me from behind, she slides her body up along me. Straddling across my thighs, she has the back of her script 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 almost erotic, flavor I have ever had. I catch myself slowly lifting my articulatio coxae in rhythm with her and I can't tell if it is to add pressure to her or to deplume her deeper into me. Her spare hand is slowly running her digit through my whisker and she is kissing and nibbling my neck.

"Maybe side by side clip I will use my strap-on and really take you."In the throe of my delight I am not sure which register first : Next prison term ? Strap-on ? At this head I don't really care.

She continues to do this to me until her rhythm starts to speed up and her ventilation becomes more dress down. Suddenly she arches up against me hard and bites into my articulatio humeri to stifle her scream of passion. She slumps down against me and slowly removes her fingers. Rolling off of my rear, she pushes against my side to push me over. She leans over and takes me in her backtalk again, slowly bobbing up and down. With a quickly movement she lilt her leg over me and slides herself down onto my throbbing cock. My centre almost roll into the back of my nous at the flavor 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 tongues satisfy for the first time and they dance against each other in rhythm to our slacken love-making. All of this amazing foreplay has already built me up to the threshold, and even with the ever slow movement between us, I am unable to hold back. My torso 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 endure so much longer.

"Oh don't trouble, we aren't finished yet."With that she lifts herself off of me and turns her body around. She lowers her mouthpiece over my dick as she lowers her tooshie down to my boldness. She slowly licks our combine juices from my soft penis, trying to coax it back to life. I run my custody all over her ass cheeks as my tongue darts out and begins to lick along her sweet lips. It is a strange sense impression, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but mixed with her sweetness, it was an intoxicating experience. After a small while of this, I could tell that my eubstance was reacting, cook for more. She shifted her bottom down a little until my mouth was once again at her rosebud. This time I did not need any pedagogy. As I licked and probed with my lingua, she began to increase her gait with her oral cavity. 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 mouth and scooted her body down my chest until she was straddling me. I watched with expectation as she began to lower herself onto me. What I did not expect was what happened next. Instead of gliding between her soft lips, she grasped my tool tightly and lowered Henry Sweet rosebud to the oral sex. Ever slowly she began to slue down my rigid member until her nerve were firmly against by hips and belly. What an unbelievable tactual sensation ! What an unbelievable visual sense !
She held still for a moment, getting used to the whiz. Then she began to slowly deform her hips and move up and down upon me. Her f number and beat began to build to a nice tempo and her moans of pleasure changed into repeated chorus of"yes"and"more."I felt her hand reach down and start up to rub my scrotum as she moved up and down. Then her other hand reached lour and she began to rub my anus with a finger. 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. Little by slight her stride increased until in a magic moment we both went over the edge and reached an orgasm simultaneously.

As her movement slowed, she withdrew her finger's breadth from me and lifted herself from my turncock. She once again shimmied up my dead body so that her bottom was in my face. We began to once again clean each other off, but this fourth dimension it was more of a sluggish, sensual come down instead of getting fix for another round.

After a few bit of this, she climbed off of me and turned around. She lay following to me with her head on my breast and a leg draped over my hips. I must give dozed off for a minute because when I opened my centre, she was standing up next to the bed and uncuffing me from the bed. I slowly sat up and rubbed 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 plunk up my wearing apparel from the floor.

"You know, not that I didn't really savor that… and not that I want to rush off to jail, but what if the owner of the house tax return ?"The entirely resolution was a diffused 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 minor impression frame and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a radical of young women all dressed up in costumes at some Halloween party. And right in the midsection of the group was the"ship's officer"that had caught me breaking in.
"I don't really think we have to worry about the owner pressing any charges or anything."I turned to appear at this daze beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the handcuff to her wrists .