I check the front door and obtain it unlocked. I slowly turn the knob and open the room access, slipping inside. I slip my shoes off and carry them with me, trying not to work a sound. I begin looking around the home for valuables. I know I don't have very much time so I decide to discover the jewelry… slowly to carry and can crap more money off them than a big TV. I make my way through the theatre until I find the bedroom. It seems like the most ordered seat to retrieve jewelry. I creep up to the dresser and reach out for the jewellery box sitting atop the dresser.

"period right there !"

My heart and soul leaps in my thorax because I know I have been caught. I slowly begin to plough around to see who it is that caught me. I am looking at the reason and spot the toes of black the boot. My eyes begin to slowly rise up as they follow the boots… along the calves, up to the human knee, all the way to the thighs ! There is just a small gap between the tops of the thrill and the bottom of a black doll. I can see dark fishing net stockings along the creamy thighs. 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 possess come in the wrong house. So dismal ma'am"All I can desire is that I can spill the beans my way out of this. I realize it won't study when my optic notice that above the black skirt is a black belt with handlock and holster resting upon the hips. I can see the badge pinned upon ample white meat. Another twitch in my jeans. Looking at the expression of the constabulary officer standing in front of me, my breath is taken away. The most gorgeous oculus 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 imprison or this visual sensation of delight in front of me. Suddenly I have to release slightly away from her because it is gruelling to shroud my excitement.

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

I turn around and pose my men on the dresser. No pauperism to worry about hiding my erection. My veneration has taken over my amorous tactile sensation quickly. I feel the inhuman metal of handcuffs being slipped over one carpus. My arm is yanked painfully behind my book binding and a strong hand pulling my other arm back. The metallic element bracelet is deftly snapped in to place around my other wrist. The police matron pulls up hard on the handcuffs with one hand and pushing hard in my vertebral column with the other. My typeface goes forward into the chest and I am pressed hard against the polish wood.

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

"No ma'am, goose egg on me… I promise."Her workforce still run along my legs, my slope, and limb. Her fingertips run slowly across my back, down my back… this doesn't look like the common pat down other burly, macho cops have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me arduous. Her right field helping hand slides around and lays compressed against my stomach and the left reaches up and scratch running through my hair. Quickly she grabs a handful of hair and twist me upright again. I am pulled a step back from the dresser, up against her body firmly. She has my promontory pulled back sharply, so her sassing is right next to my ear.

"zip on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her right hand slides down to my crotch and snap heavily. I exhale sharply with a intermixture of surprise and a little botheration."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 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 penetrative pull on my ear as the officer bites on my ear lobe.

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

The officer quickly grabs my belt ammunition warp and tugboat 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 cuff. The police officer climbs on the bed and kneel with one leg across my chest, facing my groundwork. She makes quick employment of my belt buckle and slips the bang from its iteration. I raise my head up to see what is going on and in good order in front of me is the most beautiful ass barely covered by the skirt rising up atop her coxa. I can see that she is not wearing pantyhose but instead has on thigh-high stockings and a supporter belt… and no panty ! I can't helper myself as I lean up as far as I can and place a easy kiss against the fishing net stockings that run along the smooth skin of her thigh.

I quickly gasp and fall back as a strong travelling bag squeezes my seawall again.

"I did not say you could touch me ! You have been a bad boy…"The grip lightens up and slowly becomes a solid 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 denim and fight with freeing the button and zip. My pants undone, she slaps my hip firmly and tells me to raise my rose hip. I struggle to lift my hips up under the atmospheric pressure of her leg. Seeing that I couldn't move, the officeholder slides her leg across my body and sits straddle me ; that yummy ass just inches from my face. I lift up my rosehip up off the bed and she tugboat and push button my knickers down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very dainty option of underwear… nothing I expected from some two-bit hood."Her hands begin to run across the legato material of my blind drunk boxer-briefs. She touches along my second joint and around to my seat. As she runs her hands 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 raise my psyche up and give the interior of her second joint a lenient, quick lick.

"What is wrong ? Is this what you want ?"The officer wiggles her gravel pussy in strawman of me just out of my reach. Why was she doing this to me ?

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

SMACK ! Her bridge player 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.

SMACK ! Her handwriting slaps my other thigh.

"I don't think you understand. I am an OFFICER.OF.THE.LAW !"Each of these last language was accentuated with alternating slaps against my thighs. I am sure that my thighs were beginning to reverse red and the con was building up in each of the daub 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 reply she did not slap me. Instead she quickly leans back and sat upon my look. She did not put all of her weight unit down, but it was hard enough that I really had nowhere to act or way to try and buss or lick her. confusedness entered my head as I tried to visualise out what she expected me to do. I learned real quickly as she began to rock back and Forth River on my mouth. She was using me to get off… I was zero but a cock for her pleasure ! She rode my font fast and I could tell by the moans of joy that she was already getting close. As a recollective, shuddering groan escaped her back talk I felt her succus as they ran over my lips and cheeks. As she rises up a minuscule 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 hair ; she pulls me up to her pussy, wet and waiting."Now do it right."

I quickly begin to lick her, relishing in her sweet gustatory perception. I stick my clapper out and press it between her folds. I must be doing something right because I hear a moan leave her rim. I bring my rima oris up to her clitoris and suck it into my mouth and lead off to ruffle it with my knife. As she gets tightlipped to going over the edge her torso begins to sway harder and faster against my oral cavity. I can feel the fingernails of her loose hand as they begin to tightly grasp and dig in to my thigh. She is moving so fast that it is intemperately to stay fresh my spit on her. I am rewarded for my workplace when a moan of cristal comes from her and Sir Thomas More of her nectar begins flows out across my lips and down my chin.

She releases my hairsbreadth and rise off of me. As I start to sit up, she quickly turns to me and catch my pharynx. She slams be back into the bed and holds me down by my pharynx. Seductively she slides up along my body until her mouth is properly next to my ear. I feel another morsel 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 binding but she only squeezes my throat tighter.

"I will recite you when to snog me, do you understand ?"

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

She begins to kiss along my backtalk, 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 bite of my lip. It was a barren reminder of my property in this situation. The military officer begins to buss and lick all around my mouth and down my chin… suddenly I realize that she is getting every live driblet of her own succus off of my face ! What a turn on !

As she finishes cleaning off my boldness, she releases her grip around my throat and rise off of me. She pulls me up to a sitting status and slides around behind me. Again her helping hand comes up to my pharynx and grips me fuddled. She pulls me back into her body. I can palpate her breasts pressing into my rachis and her warm breath against my ear again.

"I am going to release these ‘ turnup 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 sleep with that I understand. She releases my throat and I soon feel the tight constraints around my wrists loosen. I fight the impulse to bring my implements of war around to my social movement when all I want to do is rub the pain out of my radiocarpal joint and shoulders. I feel the fingers dig into each of my English and then my t-shirt is being pulled up and over my head. My shoulders scream out in torment as they are pulled up and above my head. Just as my shirt is about the semen over my hands, she pulls the material tight and I am held there with my limb above my head. Holding me there with one handwriting, the officer slides out from behind me and jerk hard on my t-shirt. I am force backwards onto the bed. Before I realize what she is doing, she quickly straddles me again, her legs pinning my weaponry to the mattress. I wince as I feel the metal wrap around my wrist again. The suction stop of the handcuffs sound forbidding 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 aspect and I suddenly do not bear in mind my predicament quite as much. She somehow notification the variety in my resolve and a severe smile crosses her lips. Without a word she rises up and brings her hips forward so that I am able to embrace her with my lips. I begin to kiss and nibble at her ; my head begins to drown at the pleasance I am receiving in giving her pleasure. I feel her digit begin to caress my nous gently, almost lovingly. I lose myself in the moment and in my joy and fervor at going down on this cover girl woman, I once again let out a moan of pleasure. Bad idea. Suddenly the fingerbreadth that were just a second ago running through my tomentum are now once again gripping my hair and pulling my head back away from her.

"Hmmmm, you seem to keep open 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 figure out 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 consistency so that her juicy second joint are once again on each English of my head. I can feel the leather of her kick 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 flash of confusion courses through my thinker. What did she look me to do ?

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a pissed bag on my crotch that is arduous enough to make a gasp leakage my rim."And be sure as shooting you are right field 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 mitt rub up and down my thighs, across my stomach, and along my chest of drawers. Her moan gain in pace and get louder as she gets nigh to orgasm. I know she is at the brink or losing ascendance and I quickly press my glossa as rich into her as I can. It is enough to send her over the edge and as she screams out her pleasure she twists my mammilla sharply. My centre begin to water and the smorgasbord of pleasure and painfulness jibe through my body.

The policeman slides down my soundbox and off the bed. I can feel my pants being pulled from around my feet and so I look up. I am just in time to watch this sexy, amazing adult female crawling up my legs like a stalking cat ; the looking at in her eyes is that of a huntress.

"I am guessing you think that it is your turn. Oh certainly, 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 relish it, it is but secondary."And with that monition, she begins to run her handwriting across the smoothen material of my boxer-briefs again. She lowers her face to my cloth-covered phallus and begins to lick and osculate it. With the buss, she drags her fingernails across my inner thigh. The pleasure shivers up and down my soundbox and my head drops back against the mattress. My eyes close and I suck in a deep breath.

"Mmmm, you like that ? It is o.k., I give you license to savour yourself."To punctuate the argument, I feel her return a nibble at the skin of my scrotum through my underwear. I can't see the shiver of pleasance or the moan. She digs her nails into the cutis on my thighs and sharply drags 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 peg, she makes her way back to my foot, pulling my underwear completely off. When she begins to cower back up the bed, I feel my calves rising, sliding up until my thighs rest on her shoulders. I feel her back talk caress the underside of my peter, her glossa moving up to the underside of the principal. With one quick motion she engulfs me in her mouth. Still holding me inside, I can find her spit running up and down the undersurface 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 fissure up my cock and places a prompt kiss on the tip. She lowers her head and starts licking my Ball, pulling them into her mouth, nibbling at the skin. After some clip, she dips her head a little lower and starts licking the tegument 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 officer pulls herself up on to her genu and snaffle my get out articulatio genus. She pulls it over her head and pushes it across my body to the right. The squeeze question reason my left hip to overstretch over and my eubstance rolls over onto its stomach. My wrists scream out a trivial at the eldritch billet I am now in. I feel a blind drunk grip on each of my heels and a forward pressure forcing my legs up and under me. Suddenly I am on my knees and face down in the mattress. From between my legs I feel an arm playground slide up and under me until the hand is raking its fingernails across my nipple and down my chest of drawers. As it reaches my crotch the hired hand takes hold of my penis and pulls it back underneath me. There are a few slack and lenify fortuity and then it is swallowed up by her mouthpiece. She bobs ups and down on it as her script rub my ass cheeks. She removes one helping hand from my butt and wraps it around the putz of my phallus, slowly pulling her mouth away. With very slow stroking with her one hand and the other still rubbing my ass nerve and lower back, she moves her mouth back up to the modest sphere between my sack and anus. Making small circuit 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 delight ! 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 dungeon it up. She alternates between licking and probing, enjoying the moan of pleasance that keep escaping from me. I can tell by the sounds and the genius, I am getting waterlogged wet back there. It is such a strange whizz. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing force per unit area back there and my knees do buckle this clip. It takes a bit to realize that she has just put one of her digit in me and is slowly massaging me. The little bit of hurting subsides and a warmth of pleasure spreads over me. With one hand softly rubbing my lower back, she continues to slide her finger in and out. As I start to slowly slack, it starts all over again ! A second fingerbreadth ? ! While she continues to have me from behind, she slides her body up along me. Straddling across my thighs, she has the back of her hand pressed up against her clitoris. She lays down against my cover and begins thrusting her pelvis against her hand… she is simulating fucking me while stimulating herself ! It is one of the strangest, yet most erotic, feelings I have ever had. I catch myself slowly lifting my rose hip in rhythm with her and I can't severalize if it is to add pressure to her or to pull her deeper into me. Her free mitt is slowly running her fingers through my pilus and she is kissing and nibbling my neck.

"Maybe future clock time I will use my strap-on and really take you."In the throe of my pleasure I am not sure which registers first : following 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 Thomas More berate. Suddenly she arches up against me hard and bites into my shoulder joint to muffle her sidesplitter of passion. She slumps down against me and slowly removes her finger. Rolling off of my back, she pushes against my side to advertize me over. She leans over and takes me in her backtalk again, slowly bobbing up and down. With a prompt movement she swings her leg over me and slides herself down onto my throbbing cock. My eyes almost roll into the back of my fountainhead at the feeling of her warmth. It is amazing. Ever so slowly she starts to depend on up and down on me. She leans in and gives me a candy kiss. Our tongues meet for the first base time and they dance against each other in calendar method of birth control to our ho-hum love-making. All of this amazing foreplay has already built me up to the brink, and even with the ever tiresome social movement between us, I am unable to hold back. My consistency becomes fixed 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 lots longer.

"Oh don't concern, we aren't finished yet."With that she lifts herself off of me and turns her physical structure around. She lowers her mouth over my shaft as she lowers her bottom down to my face. She slowly licks our blend succus from my gentle member, trying to coax it back to life. I run my hired man all over her ass cheek as my spit darts out and begins to cream along her sweet lips. It is a unknown sensation, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but mixed with her sweetness, it was an intoxicating experience. After a picayune while of this, I could tell that my physical structure was reacting, ready for more. She shifted her bottom down a minuscule until my mouth was once again at her rosebud. This time I did not want any instruction. As I licked and probed with my lingua, she began to increase her step 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 mouth and scooted her body down my chest until she was straddling me. I watched with anticipation as she began to frown herself onto me. What I did not expect was what happened next. Instead of gliding between her soft lips, she grasped my cock tightly and lowered sweet rosebud to the head. Ever slowly she began to slue down my inflexible phallus until her cheeks were firmly against by hips and belly. What an incredible feeling ! What an incredible sight !
She held still for a here and now, getting used to the sensation. Then she began to slowly flex her pelvic girdle and move up and down upon me. Her swiftness and beat began to progress to a gracious pace and her groan of pleasure changed into repeated chorus of"yes"and"more."I felt her hand reach down and begin to rub my scrotum as she moved up and down. Then her other handwriting reached humbled and she began to rub my anus with a finger's breadth. With a deft thrust she had her finger in me again and was sliding in and out to the same rhythm that she was riding me. Little by petty her pace increased until in a magic moment we both went over the edge and reached an orgasm simultaneously.

As her movement slowed, she withdrew her fingerbreadth from me and lifted herself from my cock. She once again shimmied up my organic structure so that her bottom was in my look. We began to once again clean each former off, but this fourth dimension it was More of a slow, sensual come down instead of getting quick for another round.

After a few bit of this, she climbed off of me and turned around. She lay next to me with her drumhead on my chest and a leg draped over my hip. I must have dozed off for a moment because when I opened my optic, she was standing up succeeding to the bed and uncuffing me from the bed. I slowly sat up and rub 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 clothes from the floor.

"You know, not that I didn't really savor that… and not that I want to hurry off to jail, but what if the possessor of the house returns ?"The lone 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 foot up what she threw at me. It was a small characterization skeletal system and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a group of young women all dressed up in costumes at some Halloween party. And right in the middle of the mathematical group 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 attend at this stunning beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the handcuff to her wrists .