I couldn't believe my hazard. One minute I was in a prison van returning to prison from my appeal audition. Then all of a sudden, the van was lying on its side after a collision with a dawdler. Both the guards were utter but I was only slightly bruised. I unlocked my handlock with the key from one of the dead safety and quickly ran away from the scene of the accident, taking a tazer from one of the absolutely bull. It was already dark so no one saw me. I was free !

Now the only if thing on my judgment was to notice some hot woman, bolt down her, have sex with her corpse and then apply make up to her face. I also wanted to leave my next victim dressed in something a little special as Christmas was approaching. I broke into fund, procured some clothes, money and a Santa costume, gross with a immense red sack which I filled with cardboard and box. I was soon prepare to go back to what I do best. I dressed myself up in the Santa costume and started to prowl the streets without looking suspicious.

The next day was Christmas Eve. My escape cock was on all the newspapers and TV channels urging Whitney Young women to be deliberate. After walking around for the whole morn and good afternoon, spotting portion of potential dupe but couldn't find the opportunity to set my design in gesture, I was on the wand of giving up for the day when I spotted her. She was wearing a sexy black sleeveless top and a red skirt and she looked pretty hot. almost importantly, she was walking alone along an increasingly abandon street on the edge of town. Looks like victim # 9 was all set for me.

I followed behind her, ringing my campana and hohoing occasionally. She turned a recession into a narrow alleyway, probably a short cut and I knew my time has come. I took out the tazer and closed the distance between us. Taking a flying glance around to score sure no one else was around, I closed up the death few cubic yard to her. At the net moment, she turned back and looked a me in surprise but it was too deep for her. I brought the tazer to her neck and zapped her a long hard one. She gave a few jerks and then slumped limply into my arms as her pretty eyes rolled back and her eyelids fluttered close. I quickly stuffed her into my Saint Nick sack, tied up the opening and hoisted her limp and twinkle body over my shoulder. Soon, I was walking merrily along the street once more towards an overpass bridge 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 valued cargo. Soon, I was at the dark, uncomfortable but totally derelict expanse under the flyover. I opened the hammock and pulled my unconscious companion out from it, laying her on the ground. I pulled off her shoes and admired her slim and sexy body. She started to stir and moan so I put the tazer to her monotone belly and gave her another dose 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 moist interior for a piece, I took off my drawers and poking into her with vigour kissing and copping feels of her breasts as I did so. I don't know if she was a Virgin but she felt tight. After months in prison, this felt really great. Very soon, her vagina was dripping with blood and my drop semen. I decided to tog her up in something festive for Xmas. I had stolen a cute little Santa's helper dress from the store the day before and I thought it would look good on her. I stripped her of her remaining apparel and held up her limp body, slipping the short-change, sexy dress over her eubstance. It fit her perfectly.

Then it was time to say good day 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 carrier bag and put it over her head, holding the curtain raising 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 head. Soon, her external respiration grew laboured and stopped altogether not long after. I kept the net bag around her head for a few min more just to be sure, all the patch admiring her bluing face and sass. I then pulled the bag off and resumed decorating my lovely comrade for Christmas.
I slipped on a twosome of matching nigrify leather rush onto her understructure and put a Santa cap over her head. She looked really precious. I could not help it but rolled up her dress and violating her cooling body once again. This time, I pulled out of her consistence just before I ejaculated and inserted my penis into her backtalk before erupting. The huge load of cum that spurted into her mouth splattered her face and some of it shot into her nose and dribbled out from her anterior naris like a current of grayness mucus. Truly arousing. I wiped off the semen from her brass and kissed her gently once more on her sassing.

Now only the net step of applying makeup remains. For her, I chose luminousness green eyeshadow and purpleness mascara together with a dusky pink blushing mushroom. A bright red lip rouge completed the festive smell and I left my aphrodisiacal dead Santa's assistant lyinh beneath the overpass.

She would make a lovely present for the cleaners tomorrow .