I couldn't believe my luck. One minute I was in a prison van returning to prison house from my appeal auditory modality. Then all of a sudden, the van was lying on its side after a collision with a lagger. Both the guards were drained but I was only slightly bruised. I unlocked my handcuff with the key from one of the dead sentry go and quickly ran away from the scene of the accident, taking a tazer from one of the suddenly cops. It was already dark so no one saw me. I was free !

Now the alone matter on my idea was to witness some hot woman, bolt down her, have sex with her corpse and then apply urinate up to her face. I also wanted to depart my next victim dressed in something a little especial as Xmas was approaching. I broke into entrepot, procured some clothes, money and a Santa costume, utter with a huge red chemise which I filled with cardboard and boxes. I was soon gear up to go back to what I do best. I dressed myself up in the Saint Nicholas costume and started to prowl the streets without looking suspicious.

The following day was Christmas Eve. My relief valve was on all the newsprint and TV channels urging new women to be deliberate. After walking around for the whole morning and good afternoon, spotting mint of potential victims but couldn't find the opportunity to set my architectural plan in motion, I was on the verge of giving up for the day when I spotted her. She was wearing a aphrodisiac black sleeveless top and a red skirt and she looked pretty hot. most importantly, she was walking alone along an increasingly derelict street on the sharpness of town. Looks like victim # 9 was all set for me.

I followed behind her, ringing my bell shape and hohoing occasionally. She turned a niche into a narrow alley, probably a short cut and I knew my time has come. I took out the tazer and closed the distance between us. Taking a warm coup d'oeil around to lay down surely no one else was around, I closed up the last few yards to her. At the last bit, she turned back and looked a me in surprise but it was too late for her. I brought the tazer to her cervix and zapped her a long heavily one. She gave a few saccade and then slumped limply into my blazon as her reasonably eyes rolled back and her lid fluttered finale. I quickly stuffed her into my Kriss Kringle sack, tied up the opening and hoisted her limp and ignitor body over my shoulder joint. Soon, I was walking merrily along the street once more towards an flyover span I scouted out yesterday. Along the way, I passed by two cops. I waved merrily at them and laughed at them as I continued past them with my precious cargo. Soon, I was at the dark, uncomfortable but totally defect area under the overpass. I opened the sack and pulled my unconscious mind companion out from it, laying her on the ground. I pulled off her shoes and admired her slim and sexy dead body. She started to stir and moan so I put the tazer to her flat belly and gave her another Lucy in the sky with diamonds of voltage which quietened her instantly.

I then took off her belt and rolled down her skirt and black scanty, revealing her warm and inviting vagina. After licking and fingering its increasingly dampish inside for a while, I took off my pant and thrust into her with dynamism kissing and copping feel of her breasts as I did so. I don't know if she was a virgin but she felt miserly. After months in prison, this felt really slap-up. Very soon, her vagina was dripping with blood and my exhausted semen. I decided to dress her up in something merry for Christmas. I had stolen a cute little Santa's help attire from the store the day before and I thought it would depend skillful on her. I stripped her of her remaining clothes and held up her limp body, slipping the short circuit, sexy dress over her body. It fit her perfectly.

Then it was time to say goodbye to her. I decided to kill her by bagging which was something I have not tried before on my other victims. I took a plastic bag from my sack and put it over her head, holding the hatchway tight around her neck. I could see her breathing up the air in the bag as it shrunk until it was wrapped tightly around her heading. Soon, her breathing grew laboured and stopped altogether not long after. I kept the acquit bag around her head for a few minutes more just to be sure, all the spell admiring her blueing face and back talk. I then pulled the bag off and resumed decorating my cover girl fellow traveller for Christmas.
I slipped on a twain of matching black leather boots onto her animal foot and put a Santa cap over her question. She looked really cute. I could not help it but rolled up her dress and violating her cooling body once again. This time, I pulled out of her body just before I ejaculated and slip in my penis into her back talk before erupting. The huge payload of cum that spurted into her sassing splattered her face and some of it shot into her nose and dribbled out from her anterior naris like a current of grey mucus. Truly arousing. I wiped off the semen from her side and kissed her gently once more on her sass.

Now only the final examination tone of applying makeup remains. For her, I chose igniter unripened eyeshadow and purple mascara together with a dusky pink Amanita rubescens. A bright red lip rouge completed the festive smell and I left my sexy dead Santa's benefactor lyinh beneath the overpass.

She would make a endearing present tense for the cleaners tomorrow .