My wife and I had a very matter to conversation recently one evening. She had seen a movie on LMN where a husband killed his married woman and toss away of her body. Since

she knows I 'm into criminal offence shows and scenarios like that and see them all the sentence on ID and am into choking and snuff/necro ; she asked me point blank ; `` How would you stamp out me and how would you dispose of my organic structure ''. I could n't let the opportunity go by to plowshare one of my fantasy about her with her since she brought it up. This is what I told her.

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Just after your last Home Showing on a Friday good afternoon ; when you came dwelling and sat down on the couch ; I would follow around behind you and start massaging your shoulders and neck. You 'd be talking about how salutary that look. With one hired man ; I would pull a yoke of your nylon stockings I had in my sack out and wrap up them around your throat. As I tightened them ; you would momentarily be confused as to what exactly was happening and why it was happening to you. Your script would come up to your neck and you would be grabbing/clawing at the stockings. Your sexy long stocking clad legs would be kicking and scissoring in the air as you try to get up from the sofa as I pull your neck back hard against the top of the couch back. Your lungs will start out to burn from the lack of atomic number 8 and you will find the pressure in your head and the pedigree vessel in your brown eyes will begin to pop.

You will start to feel dizziness as I pull the stockings even tighter around your lovely neck opening as your hands somewhat rickety now try to grab and claw at the stockings to no avail. I know the end of your lifetime is closelipped and I want to you to know before you die why I am stangling you so I lean over to your ear and say `` I know about the affair with your boss Don ''. Just before your custody drop-off to your sides you realize why I am strangling you and like you 'd never give in to a younger man 's ash gray tongued devil charm and allowed yourself to be bedded by him.. Your torso and extremities start to feel cold so cold-blooded. Your thinking are getting confused as suddenly your pounding heart stops beating and your breathing slows to a arrest. Your last thinking as you feel warm and wet between your thighs is '' Oh no ; I 'm peeing on myself ''. Your eyes are now fixed staring out into space and your torso still except for some involuntary twitches and muscle spasm of your dying brawniness. I hold the stockings tight another minute of arc or so before letting go and standing up. Your head teacher is lying over the top of the redact and I stare at your contorted mottled grimace with your tongue out of the quoin of your rima oris and the whites of your once beautiful brown heart now red where the pedigree watercraft have burst. The stockings are embedded in your colour neck. I move around to the presence of the couch. Your left high heel shoe has been kicked off and is lying in the floor. Your blackamoor annulus has ridden up to nearly your waistline during your battle. I can see the soaked fork of your sheer suntan pantyhose and the pissy black lacy step-in beneath them with you matted brown bush showing through as the aroma of your urine strike my nostrils.I reach down and pick up your black hi bounder and slide it back on your stocking fit out groundwork. I sit down beside your stagnant body and slide your diamond ring and wedding band from your finger and put them in my pocket.

As far as I 'm concerned you are no longer my wife but just a tart that I have strangled. I slide your tongue back in your mouthpiece and give you a kiss on your stonyhearted sass. I lift your smothered body to carry it to the bedchamber and place it on the bed and see the wet speckle beneath you on the couch. Laying your body on our bed with your drumhead on the pillow ; I decide that I want some photos of you this way. I retrieve the digital camera and crack a few before I start to undress your body. I sit you up and remove your black jacket and unbutton and remove your plum blouse and then your black lace bra allowing your titty to spring gratis. I ca n't help but squeeze your pin-up drained tits. I notice that the tit seem to be More prounounced and hard. I lay you back down and unbutton and unzip your black skirt and tug it down and off over your brake shoe. I take my pocketknife and split the genitals of your pissy pantyhose from just below the waistband to the crack cocaine of your ass and cut your wet smelly black lace bikini panties from you. I can reek your pissy dead pussy and it turns me on. I 'm going to be the final man to have dealings with your body, not Don. Oh yes I know about your little merging tomorrow afternoon at 3 that was down in your schedule record as `` special viewing ''. But now my darling numb married woman ; I 'm the solely one on your schedule. You 've never looked aphrodisiacal than now in your torn pantyhose, heels and diamond earrings. I spread your recollective sexy legs wide apart and bury my tongue in your smelly incision ; licking your dead meat to my hearts'substance. Sucking on your slit sass and clit ; I bathe your twat with my saliva.I think it 's ready for a cock ; my cock. I remove my clothes and crawl on top of your eubstance and mount you sliding my cock into your supine pussy with rest. I settle into a slow rhythm of pumping you. I want to savor this. I caress your cooling body from your breasts to your knees as I pump you increasing my tempo now and watching your tit jiggle on each stroke. I 'm going to miss your sexy eubstance and I wish I could celebrate it but I ca n't.

Um, ah, Uh you 've got commodity kitty. As I pound your pussycat harder ; I smell the gas being released from your intestines through your permanently relaxed motherfucker. That 's OK infant. I do n't mind. Ah, Um, Uh that 's feeling soundly. I can find my chunk getting tighter and hotter. It wo n't be long now. I 'm pulling almost all the way out of you and ramming my long punishing cock in against your cervix now baby. Oh Oh Oh Umg, I 'm cumming baby. My cock is bathing your dead vagina with hot glutinous cum as it continues to spurt wave after waving. I 'm getting dizzy now and collapse on top of your body.I bring my rightfulness manus up and fondle your go out breast. That was so very secure ! But I 'm not though with you yet. No maam. I lay there a little while to retrieve and then pull my semisoft tool out of your pussycat and go to the toilet and then to the kitchen for something to help me recover my strength. When I return to the sleeping room ; I see my cum leaking from your pussy and down into the crack cocaine of your pin-up ass. I grab a twosome of supererogatory pillows from the press and position them and then roll your bod onto them so that your laying across them and that that pin-up ass is elevated up in the air. I get down behind you and lick your asshole that 's forever lost its pucker. And now baby I 'm going to be doing something you would never let me do when you were awake. I line my pecker up with your Virgo son of a bitch and with little resistivity swoop it in. I start to spang your cornhole. It feels trade good but of course different from your pussy.

I play with your titties as I fuck you in the ass. I pound it slowly but steadily. I want to cum in your dead ass. My tenacious hard peter is starting to get that really good belief again as I pump you. Ummm, Ah, there it goes as I shoot your rectum wax of cum. That was honorable but I 'm really spent now. I roll off and lay beside you with your ass up in the air. Then I pull your clay off the pillows toward me and hug it tightly for a little piece. You 're getting ice chest to the touch. But I 've got a few things to do before bedtime. I dress and I gather up your wearing apparel and put them in the walkincloset. Putting the superfluous pillow back in the closet, I pick your body up and lay it on the floor of the wardrobe. I turn off your cadre speech sound in your purse and remove the battery and come in your closed chain in your purse and lay the pocketbook beside you. I check your laptop computer is turned off and slay the battery and lay it beside you. I lock the closet room access and the house and put on my gloves and get in your mercedes sedan chair, roll down the Windows and drive to the quarry, check for any activeness and push it in and look out it drop down beneath the Earth's surface. I ride the bike I had hidden back via the trails. when I return to the mansion ; I put up the bike and come up into the star sign. I remove your body from the loo and take it back to the bed and stead your arms by your side of meat, your legs slightly apart and your mouth open, strip off my clothes and climb in with you and drift off to sleep. When the alarm sounds at 5am ; I awaken to find your cold stiffening body beside me. I pull your corpse to the sharpness of the bed and gravel my stiffening cock in your oral fissure and push it against your throat and pump your dead mouthpiece a few shot before I with draw from your mouth and force my cock into your stale smelly sticky pussy and give it a few strokes before withdrawing and standing beside you and jacking off until I cum all over your face. Now I dress and carry your apparel, pocketbook and laptop out to the backhoe pan and place them in it and return and carry your tall-growing corpse out and place it in the pan. Cranking the tractor I take you and your holding out near the back of the subject field I plowed a duo of days ago and to the 8ft deep grave accent I dug for you yesterday. I throw your wearing apparel, bag, and laptop computer in the grave and then dump you in and climb down the ladder in the grave accent and arrange your corpse so you are lying in peace of mind on your dorsum. I finger your foetid purulent and caress your boob one last time, then climb up the ravel out of the grave and force the ladder out. Cranking the backhoe I dump the shite back in covering you and your belongings and then pile the dirt over you. Using the plow on the back of the tractor ; I make dustup over your grave to match the rest of the turn field. I take the tractor back to the planetary house and wash the backhoe pan with disinfectant, then wash the bedclothes from our bed. The deed of conveyance is done my darling dead cyprian married woman and they 're not likely to rule your tomb. From what I understand you 're too oceanic abyss for a cadaver dog to find your scent. Your body will decay slowly until you 're fertilizer for the earth. I check the house over to ensure everything appears normal. Then I take the tractor back out to your grave accent to pull in sure the area looks like the respite of the field. Three O '' clock rolls around and I 'm sure enough your lover is there waiting and wondering where you are and why you 're not there. I wait till about 7 pm and cry your cellphone a couple of clock time like I 'm trying to reach you. I call our girl who lives nearby and our son in another state to see if they 've heard from you. I call a couple of your friends and then I call Don. I play it cool off with him and quotation that you left the farm at about 2:30pm for a especial Showing at 3 and I had n't seen or heard from you since. Of trend he has n't seen you or heard from you and plays it cool not giving away anything about the affair. I wait till about midnight and then call 911 as the distraught husband and get the standard response that there 's naught they can do until you 're missing for 24 hrs.

I go to bed and drift off to sleep and am awakened at 6 the future good morning by my daughter asking if I 've heard from you. She comes over around 7 and we start to prepare a hunt for you. After 24 hrs the police get involved and the hunt broadens. They go over every inch of the house and property and observe not a clue to your disappearance. After several sidereal day of finding aught the lookup is called off. It appears to all of them that you have just vanished into thin air. So there your body lies slowly decaying in your grave. Every once in a spell I remove the ovolo drive the photo of your cadaver are on from it 's hiding station and plug it into the electronic computer and have a grand ole time looking at your yummy stiff and masturbating as I do .