Diary of the Kosmetics Killer ( entree # 1 )


I often fantasize about fair sex. unconscious mind women. Lovely unresisting ladies that I can manipulate, rape and have come ascendency over. It is extremely difficult in today's earthly concern to do so without being caught so all I could do was to fantasize. For 20 years. This changed one night when I was walking around at a furniture computer memory. I saw a lovely young cleaning woman together with a plain looking distaff booster whom I had absolutely no interest in. She was dressed in a tight sext sleeveless top and a short mordant bird. She exuded sexiness and feminine spell and my inguen ached with desire as I looked at her. I started to follow her discreetly around the store and eavesdropped on what they were saying. I found out that she was staying alone and that she would not see her fellow until the next day. I knew then that it was my chance.
I stalked her as she left the computer storage alone, late that night, after parting with her friend and followed her car to her apartment. I got off and entered the facelift behind her while she unsuspectingly smiled at me sweetly. I made indisputable that there was no television camera in the lift before I pressed the button for the level above hers. When she reached her horizontal surface, she walked out into the dim corridor and I saw her take the air out and started to open the doorway to her house as the cosmetic surgery door slowly closed. I quickly pressed the door open push and walked quickly towards her. She was still opening the threshold and turned back when she heard me. Her beautiful eyes widened in surprise as I delivered a hard chop with my hand to the side of her cervix. Her optic rolled up as her eyelids fluttered close and she keeled over limply to slump into my waiting weapon. At long last, I have a woman in my superpower !

I held her close to me, savouring the scent of her perfume and the sensation of her feminine bender on my torso, as I opened the threshold with the key that had dropped from her hands when she was knocked out by me. I then dragged her into her mansion and locked the door behind me. Now she is mine. I caressed her unconscious mind torso and kissed her dormant typeface, all the while squeezing her titty in an uncontrollable surge of lust. I Daniel Chester French kissed her and let my helping hand creep up beneath her skirt and underneath her undies to feel her tight kitty, which soon started to turn moist after my reiterate probing. I then held up her consistence as I pulled her top off. Her royal strapless bra was then revealed, supporting and hiding her firm, shapely breasts. The raft of her smooth flannel skin and breasts was too much for me as I stripped, off my dungaree, pulled off her wench, ripped off her baby grim undies and stab my stiff throbbing member into her vagina. Within seconds, I have spurted my cum into her consistency. I guess I could say that as of that moment, she was pregnant with my seed. I stroked her unconscious face lovingly and kissed and licked her from her aspect and down to her white meat and then her flat tummy and cute belly button, blood-stained vagina ( yes, I was not too placate with my thrusting ) and finally her sexy branch and feet.
I was done with her and decided to leave. However, I realized that she has seen me before being knocked out. That means I can not let her bouncy if I wanted to remain a free man. I looked at her lying there peacefully, softly breathing, so beautiful and vulnerable. And she had smiled at me just now. But I have no alternative. I wrapped my gloved hands around her soft, yielding neck and slowly started to squeeze. I watched as her breathing began to sound labor and noisy. Slowly, it stopped. I kept on squeezing for a few Sir Thomas More moments to secure she would be beyond resuscitation. When I was done, her lip have turned slightly purplish and her face had taken on a blueish tinge. Suddenly, she did not look so attractive anymore, with her asphyxiated dead nerve, bleeding vagina and half naked state. I was rather shamefaced for really ruining her day and her life so I decided to realise it up to her by at least presenting her clay in a more attractive fashion.

First, I helped her rend her skirt back snugly over her depress physical structure and sexy butt. I then held her up and pulled her White top back over her torso. ( I decided to take her undies and bra back with me as souvenirs of my first conquest. ) Still, she did not look as lovely as when I first saw her at the storage. So I searched through her bag and found her cosmetics pouch. I used what small knowledge I have about make up to give a dark red lipstick on her sassing and some purple eye phantasma and mascara to form her look prettier. When I was done, she still looked deadened but she was pretty. So pretty that I decided to take on the invitation offered by her gaping backtalk and sexy red rim and inclose my vertical penis into her mouth. By pulling her hair, I managed to move her principal up and down around my phallus and within instant, I shot off what cum I have remaining into her backtalk which she seemed to enjoy as nigh of it was swallowed by her. I then wiped away the seed that have splattered onto her face before leaving quietly.

This was my first but definitely not last victim. And I started to cogitate that maybe female corpses are hot than unconscious cleaning lady .