After the Xmas chick was found, the constabulary stepped up the across the country manhunt for me.. I decided to lie low for the meter being and got a job picking fruits at a rural farm. Didn't pay much but it kept me live. For the next few months, I worked hard and always took upkeep to avoid the busloads of visitor who visits the farm every weekend. I managed to moderate my dark desires and satisfied my impulse by masturbating to the sketches and writings in my notebook which was now updated to include the Christmas Day kill. I even considered not killing again until the day I saw her.

She came with a grouping of ally to visit the farm. She was dressed rather conservatively, in a striped red t-shirt and blue boilers suit and wore a pair of studious looking shabu But some things stood out obviously. The natural beauty of her human face and the entitle fashion plate of her breasts pushing out against her overalls. I decided there and then that I will give her.

I started following the term of enlistment group from a distance as they moved around the farm, waiting for an opportune clock time to come to but it never came. Soon, it was evening and the group proceeded to the eat on area for dinner party before heading back home. I was about to sacrifice up when I saw my aim leaving her tabular array and heading for the washroom located some space away. I knew that it was then or never. I followed her as the area rapidly darkened with the setting of the sun.. She entered the cubicle and closed the door as I slowly walked closer, taking out my trusty Taser from my pocket.

After a few minutes, I heard the door unlocking. I looked around for a final check. Fortunately there was no one else around or my programme would have failed at the last min. My beaut walked towards me, unaware of the circumstances I had in entrepot for her. I smiled at her and pretended to walk towards the cubicle. As I passed her, I quickly pressed the Taser against the backrest of her neck and squeezed the trigger. She gave flaccid gasp and her all soundbox stiffened and gave a few jerks before going limp and keeling onto my waiting arms. I quickly dragged her by her armpits into the wooded domain next to the washroom. I then carried her limp body towards an old abandoned tool shed which I knew was nearby. It was exhilarating to post her hobble and light body and I almost ejaculated just by looking at her helpless, pretty sleeping brass draped over my arm, with her backtalk hanging full open up, inviting me to enter my member."Soon, my love, I remembered whispering to her as I quickened my steps.

Once inside the shed, I lay her down gently onto the cold ground. I removed the specs to enjoy the full beaut of her grimace. Just then, she gave a soft moan and started moving a minuscule. I gave her another surge of electricity with the Taser. Seeing her lovely body twitching with the bring on voltage and falling limp and lifeless again, the lust within me rose to fevered levels. But to prevent her from waking again and raising an consternation, I decided to end her lifespan there and then. I wrapped a cartoon strip of leather I took from the farm around her slender neck and pulled the ends apart hard, strangling her. Soon, her facial expression turned the attractive subtlety of wild blue yonder I have seen so often on my preceding dupe. A sudden odour of ammonia and a little dampness at her genital organ told me that she has also peed herself. I suddenly felt sorry for her. She has tried so hard to decorate and take care demure and ladylike but has now unknowingly embarrassed herself either due to the unconscious fright of dying or as a reflex of being oxygen deprived. Either way, this sign of exposure increased my arousal and I pulled her head towards me and started kissing her passionately as she died.

After 10 moment, which ensured that she was quite beyond resuscitation, I unwrapped the leather slip from her neck, kissing her on her pleasant-tasting lips pushing in her slightly protruding and well tongue back into her oral cavity with mine. She gave a last sensual sigh as the remaining air escaped from her backtalk. I held up her body, squeezed and fondled her bosom and licked her face as I pulled down her overalls and ripped off her shirt, revealing her shapely, welcoming and open body clad in a contraband strapless bra and kinky looking panties, now stained with her piss. I quickly undressed, pushed down her panties and wiped her vagina clean and dry with her boilers suit. I then rammed my rock hard member into her vagina, still wet with her expiry piss, feeling her hymen tearing with my first thrust. 5 month of subdue desires broke free as I penetrated her prison term and again while stroking her brass and sucking her left field chest which was exposed after I pulled down one English of her bra. When I exploded in her, I gave an uncontrolled cry of rapture. Luckily no one else was around. I lay on top of her cooling physical structure for a while, resting as I continued fondling and fingering her lovingly.

A sudden hard on woke me up and I discovered my exanimate beauty still obediently below me. Her backtalk remained extensive open from all my caressing earlier on and now looked very inviting indeed. I straddled her organic structure, kneeling down over her head. My engorged phallus, dripping with pre cum hung just above her mouth. I stroked her parted, slightly purplish lips with my penis and inserted it into her mouth, enjoying the intuitive feeling of her dentition and tongue. Within moment, she had swallowed a Brobdingnagian lading of my cum as I ejaculated. Once more than, I fell down on her in an fatigued sleep.

I woke up again a few hours later. It was still dark outside as I pondered my adjacent step, while enjoying the heap half-naked, very drained wench lying next to me. As I hugged and kissed her increasingly pissed and frigidness consistence, I realised that it would be very unmanageable to get her torso off the farm so I would sustain to somehow hide out her here. Throwing her into a pool or just leaving her in this hovel was bad especially since police would no doubt initiate looking for her here soon. I then thought of using cement. Burying her in cement so her consistence would not be found and her decomposing fragrance would not be detected. I walked to the construction storage edifice of the farm and dragged back a few packs of cement powder. One matter remains to be done before I cement my dead lover forever. Cosmetics of course.

All my other victims have been made up to look beautiful and pictorial before and she will be no elision. However there is a trouble. She has soiled her clothes and they have started to smell. No victim of the Kosmetics sea wolf can be smelly. They should all look and smell decent. Thus, I decided to buy some clothes for her. Something aphrodisiac than the one she was dressed in. As it was my off day, I cycled to the nearest townsfolk after locking my wanted abruptly half naked smasher in the shed.

I returned a few hours later, finding her piffling worse for wear probably due to the dry climate and deficiency of sun. A yoke of rainfly were buzzing around her oculus and oral cavity and I quickly swatted them off. I have bought a empurpled baby dolly dress with sorry leggings. I thought she would look really lovely in those. I removed her bra completely, letting her right breast pop free after a nighttime of action. I nibbled on each nipple lustily and then stuffed the bra and soiled panty in my scoop as a keepsake. I slipped the attire over her head and pulled up the leggings cubbyhole over her sexy ass adjusting them. A staring fit. She looked much better now.

I then moved on to the cosmetics. I took out my estimable old cosmetics pouch that have not seen use in quite a piece but which I still bring around with me just in case. I applied a loggerheaded bed of foundation to hide the asphyxiated blue complexion of her font. I tried covering her choking mark but it had turned an ugly dark red and was impossible to obliterate completely. I kissed her on her eyelids and then applied lightness blue eyeshadow, dark blue air mascara and some eyeliner. Some red lipstick and blusher and she looked as full as new. Well almost. Still a bit bluish but it would have to do. I sprayed some aroma on her cervix and weapons system to keep her smelling sweet and fresh. I started feeling her up while cradling her in my arms and kissing her whisker and grimace. I was so aroused by all these that I rolled up her annulus and fucked her again. Then I was done with her.

I started the hard work of digging a ditch into the diffuse ground next to the shed. I then mixed the cement and poured in a layer to cover the storey of the ditch. I then carried my dead companion and slowly lowered her face up onto the wet and soft level of cementum. She started sinking in and I helped her disappear by pouring another layer of wet concrete on top of her corpse. Soon, only the dandy of her breasts were visible above the cement 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 acceptable experience and I look forward to my succeeding victim .