I couldn't believe my chance. One minute I was in a prison house van returning to prison house from my appeal hearing. Then all of a sudden, the van was lying on its position after a collision with a trailer. Both the guards were idle but I was only slightly bruised. I unlocked my handcuffs with the key from one of the dead safety and quickly ran away from the scene of the fortuity, taking a tazer from one of the dead copper. It was already dark so no one saw me. I was free !

Now the only thing on my idea was to find some hot woman, kill her, have sex with her clay and then utilise pee-pee up to her aspect. I also wanted to leave my adjacent victim dressed in something a little special as Yuletide was approaching. I broke into memory board, procured some apparel, money and a Saint Nick costume, complete with a vast red discharge which I filled with cardboard and boxes. I was soon ready to go back to what I do best. I dressed myself up in the Santa costume and started to lurch the streets without looking suspicious.

The future day was Xmas Eve. My escape was on all the newspaper and TV communication channel urging immature fair sex to be thrifty. After walking around for the wholly dawn and good afternoon, spotting lots of potential victim but couldn't find the chance to set my design in question, I was on the verge of giving up for the day when I spotted her. She was wearing a sexy melanise sleeveless top and a red skirt and she looked pretty hot. Most importantly, she was walking alone along an increasingly desolate street on the bound of Ithiel Town. Looks like Victim # 9 was all set for me.

I followed behind her, ringing my bell and hohoing occasionally. She turned a corner into a narrow skittle alley, probably a unretentive cut and I knew my time has come. I took out the tazer and closed the aloofness between us. Taking a nimble glance around to make sure as shooting no one else was around, I closed up the last few chiliad to her. At the last moment, she turned back and looked a me in surprisal but it was too lately for her. I brought the tazer to her neck and zapped her a long toilsome one. She gave a few jerk and then slumped limply into my weapons system as her pretty eye rolled back and her lid fluttered close. I quickly stuffed her into my Kriss Kringle sack, tied up the opening and hoisted her limp and light physical structure over my articulatio humeri. Soon, I was walking merrily along the street once more towards an overpass bridgework 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 cute cargo. Soon, I was at the nighttime, uncomfortable but totally abandon sphere under the overpass. I opened the sack and pulled my unconscious companion out from it, laying her on the ground. I pulled off her shoes and admired her slim and aphrodisiac body. She started to stir and moan so I put the tazer to her matt belly and gave her another loony toons of voltage which quietened her instantly.

I then took off her belt and rolled down her skirt and dim panties, revealing her warm and inviting vagina. After licking and fingering its increasingly damp interior for a while, I took off my pant and jab into her with muscularity fondling and copping smell 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 bang-up. Very soon, her vagina was dripping with blood and my expend come. I decided to lop her up in something festive for xmas. I had stolen a cute little Saint Nick's benefactor dress from the entrepot the day before and I thought it would look good on her. I stripped her of her remaining dress and held up her limp body, slipping the short, aphrodisiac dress over her body. It fit her perfectly.

Then it was metre to say goodbye to her. I decided to pop her by bagging which was something I have not tried before on my other dupe. I took a plastic bag from my release and put it over her head, holding the opening tight around her cervix. I could see her breathing up the air in the bag as it shrunk until it was wrapped tightly around her brain. Soon, her ventilation grew laboured and stopped altogether not long after. I kept the clear bag around her straits for a few instant more just to be sure, all the while admiring her bluing look and sassing. I then pulled the bag off and resumed decorating my lovely companion for Christmas.
I slipped on a pair of matching pitch blackness leather kick onto her feet and put a Santa cap over her principal. She looked really cute. I could not help it but rolled up her dress and violating her cooling body once again. This time, I pulled out of her body just before I ejaculated and inserted my penis into her mouthpiece before erupting. The vast load of cum that spurted into her mouth splattered her typeface and some of it shot into her nose and dribbled out from her nostril like a stream of grey mucous secretion. Truly arousing. I wiped off the come from her face and kissed her gently once more on her lips.

Now only the final examination step of applying makeup remains. For her, I chose light green eyeshadow and purple mascara together with a dusky pink blusher. A shining red lipstick completed the festive face and I left my sexy utterly Santa Claus's helper lyinh beneath the overpass.

She would make a pin-up present for the cleanser tomorrow .