After the Xmas bird was found, the police stepped up the nationwide manhunt for me.. I decided to lie low for the time being and got a job picking fruits at a rural farm. Didn't pay much but it kept me awake. For the next few month, I worked hard and always took upkeep to invalidate the busloads of visitors who visits the farm every weekend. I managed to manipulate my dark desires and satisfied my urges by masturbating to the sketches and Ketubim in my notebook which was now updated to include the Dec 25 putting to death. I even considered not killing again until the day I saw her.

She came with a group of champion to visit the farm. She was dressed rather conservatively, in a stripe red t-shirt and blueness boilers suit and wore a duad of studious looking glasses But some things stood out obviously. The natural beauty of her face and the gentle swells of her chest pushing out against her overalls. I decided there and then that I will deliver her.

I started following the tour grouping from a distance as they moved around the farm, waiting for an opportune time to strike but it never came. Soon, it was evening and the group proceeded to the deplete sphere for dinner before heading back home. I was about to give up when I saw my target leaving her tabular array and heading for the washroom located some aloofness away. I knew that it was then or never. I followed her as the domain rapidly darkened with the setting of the sun.. She entered the cell and closed the threshold as I slowly walked closer, taking out my trusty Taser from my pocket.

After a few minute, I heard the room access unlocking. I looked around for a net check. Fortunately there was no one else around or my plan would take failed at the close minute. My sweetheart walked towards me, unaware of the fate I had in store for her. I smiled at her and pretended to walk towards the cubicle. As I passed her, I quickly pressed the Taser against the back of her neck and squeezed the trigger. She gave soft gasp and her totally consistence stiffened and gave a few jerking before going limp and keeling onto my waiting arms. I quickly dragged her by her axillary cavity into the wooded area next to the washroom. I then carried her limp dead body towards an old abandoned tool shed which I knew was nearby. It was exhilarating to persuade her limp and light eubstance and I almost ejaculated just by looking at her helpless, pretty sleeping font draped over my arm, with her mouth hanging blanket open, inviting me to insert my phallus."Soon, my dearest, I remembered whispering to her as I quickened my steps.

Once inside the slough, I lay her down gently onto the moth-eaten basis. I removed the specs to savour the full moon beauty of her look. Just then, she gave a soft moan and started moving a fiddling. I gave her another spate of electricity with the Taser. Seeing her endearing body twitching with the cause potential difference and falling limp and lifeless again, the lust within me rose to fevered levels. But to prevent her from waking again and raising an alert, I decided to end her life there and then. I wrapped a cartoon strip of leather I took from the farm around her slender cervix and pulled the ends apart hard, strangling her. Soon, her expression turned the attractive shade of blue I have seen so often on my past dupe. A sudden olfactory property of ammonia and a slight dampness at her genitals told me that she has also peed herself. I suddenly felt sorry for her. She has tried so punishing to clothe and look demure and ladylike but has now unknowingly embarrassed herself either due to the unconscious reverence of dying or as a innate reflex of being atomic number 8 deprived. Either way, this sign of exposure increased my foreplay and I pulled her headspring towards me and started kissing her passionately as she died.

After 10 minutes, which ensured that she was quite beyond resuscitation, I unwrapped the leather strip from her cervix, kissing her on her luscious lips pushing in her slightly protruding and puff up natural language back into her oral fissure with mine. She gave a last sensual sigh as the remaining air escaped from her sassing. I held up her body, squeezed and fondled her knocker and licked her face as I pulled down her boilersuit and ripped off her shirt, revealing her shapely, welcoming and clear body clad in a Negro strapless bra and kinky looking panty, now stained with her piddle. I quickly undressed, pushed down her pantie and wiped her vagina uninfected and dry with her overalls. I then rammed my sway hard penis into her vagina, still wet with her death piss, feeling her hymen tearing with my first thrust. 5 month of conquer desires broke free as I penetrated her time and again while stroking her grimace and sucking her left breast which was exposed after I pulled down one side of her bra. When I exploded in her, I gave an uncontrolled cry of exaltation. Luckily no one else was around. I lay on top of her cooling body for a spell, resting as I continued fondling and fingering her lovingly.

A sudden hard on woke me up and I discovered my lifeless beauty still obediently below me. Her sass remained wide open from all my snuggling earlier on and now looked very inviting indeed. I straddled her eubstance, kneeling down over her read/write head. My gorge penis, dripping with pre cum hung just above her mouth. I stroked her parted, slightly purple lip with my penis and inserted it into her mouthpiece, enjoying the impression of her teeth and tongue. Within here and now, she had swallowed a huge freight of my cum as I ejaculated. Once more, I fell down on her in an eat up eternal sleep.

I woke up again a few hours later. It was still dark outside as I pondered my succeeding footprint, while enjoying the sight half-naked, very dead chick lying succeeding to me. As I hugged and kissed her increasingly strong and frigid body, I realised that it would be very hard to get her body off the farm so I would make to somehow hide her here. Throwing her into a pond or just leaving her in this shack was speculative especially since constabulary would no doubt start looking for her here soon. I then thought of using cement. Burying her in cementum so her body would not be found and her decomposing perfume would not be detected. I walked to the building storage building of the farm and dragged back a few plurality of cement powder. One thing remains to be done before I cement my dead lover forever. Cosmetics of course.

All my former victims have been made up to look beautiful and lifelike before and she will be no exception. However there is a problem. She has soiled her wearing apparel and they have started to smack. No dupe of the Kosmetics Killer can be smelly. They should all look and smell Nice. Thus, I decided to buy some wearing apparel for her. Something aphrodisiacal than the one she was dressed in. As it was my off day, I cycled to the cheeseparing townspeople after locking my precious dead half defenseless looker in the shed.

I returned a few 60 minutes later, finding her piffling worse for habiliment probably due to the dry climate and lack of sun. A couple of flies were buzzing around her eyes and mouth and I quickly swatted them off. I have bought a purple baby wench dress with down leggings. I thought she would look really lovely in those. I removed her bra completely, letting her right breast pop free after a Night of action. I nibbled on each nipple lustily and then stuffed the bra and soiled panties in my air hole as a souvenir. I slipped the wearing apparel over her heading and pulled up the leggings snuggery over her sexy ass adjusting them. A perfect tense fit. She looked much effective now.

I then moved on to the cosmetics. I took out my just old cosmetics pouch that have not seen use in quite a while but which I still bring around with me just in case. I applied a thick layer of foundation to hide the choke bluish complexion of her typeface. I tried covering her strangling mark but it had turned an ugly dark red and was unsufferable to obscure completely. I kissed her on her lid and then applied light blue eyeshadow, dark blue mascara and some eyeliner. Some red lipstick and paint and she looked as good as new. Well almost. Still a bit blue but it would give to do. I sprayed some perfume on her neck and arms to keep her smelling sweet and reinvigorated. I started feeling her up while cradling her in my arms and kissing her hair's-breadth and face. I was so aroused by all these that I rolled up her wench and fucked her again. Then I was done with her.

I started the hard piece of work of digging a ditch into the soft soil next to the shed. I then mixed the cementum and poured in a level to plow the level of the ditch. I then carried my drained companion and slowly lowered her face up onto the wet and delicate bed of cement. She started sinking in and I helped her disappear by pouring another layer of wet concrete on top of her remains. Soon, only the swell of her breasts were visible above the cementum and I soon had those covered as well. By the time I was done, it was night again. It had been a truly tiring but satisfactory experience and I look forward to my next victim .