Diary of the Kosmetics Orcinus orca ( debut # 5 )

After the final stage death, I had to lie low for some time as police force stepped up patrols and young, pretty char started to contract safeguard like not being alone at plate at Nox. I had to wait for Sir Thomas More than a year before the future opportunity was available. And this time, she was mortal close to me. She was my step- niece. I had gone to her rich parents'house for a family reunification when I saw her. The last clip I saw her was around ten years ago and I did not take much notice of her as she was too young. Now however, she had blossomed into an achingly beautiful young cleaning lady. The whole afternoon I was at her house, I was captivated by her flavour. Her hanker hair swished with every movement of her caput and I could smell the aroma of it whenever we were near. Her spectacle instead of making her look brainy actually increased my desire as I wanted to see how she would look without them. Her light pink apparel also seemed to enhance the configuration of her body. I thought I wouldn't have a chance with her until I heard that she would be left alone in the house as everyone else would be driving to the countryside for a holiday later that night. I'll make sure she would not be lonely.

A few hours later, when I knew that the rest of the family was gone, I drove back to the star sign. I had no intention to kill her this time as she was my aloof congener. So I brought along a bottle of chloroform I stole from a research laboratory a few month ago after my last killing. There was no need to part into the house so I simply pressed on the bell and waited for her to serve. The door opened and I was greeted by the same imaginativeness of loveliness I have seen earlier that day. She was still in the pink dress and she looked a little surprised to see me. I told her I have left something behind so she invited me in with a smile.
I walked in and shut the threshold behind me. I then took out the chloroformed soaked fabric in my scoop, stepped behind her and clamped it tight over her fount while my other mitt grabbed hold of one of her breasts and held her against my body.. I felt a rush of guilt feelings as her struggle and whimpers grew softer and eventually stopped. She was out insensate. It was the first time I used chloroform so I was quite beaming that it worked as push. I lowered her onto the floor and removed the cloth from her brass. Her lips were slightly parted and when I leaned forward to give them a kiss, I could detect the foul olfactory perception of chloroform. It didn't prevent me from enjoying a long passionate osculation with the young unconscious mantrap though. I then lifted up her smooth pink frock and pulled down her couplet of black undies. Her vagina looked pristine and virginal. I licked and probed it with my tongue. She tasted really Henry Sweet.

I then pulled out my fully set up member and raped her with uncontrolled lecherousness as it has been very long since my last victim. I did it with me on top of her and then I changed position and flipped her onto my body instead. Her soft, fragrant hair covered my head and I kissed her uncontrollably. Finally, I stood up and held her in a sitting locating impaled on top of my penis while I finally burst into her. If she became pregnant and gave birth, the babe would be my son and grandnephew. What an intriguing persuasion. She remained unconscious mind as I wearily lay her back down on the level. Looking at her serenely sleeping face and bleeding vagina, I realized something to my horror. I must have been muddled by my lust and stupidly revealed myself to her before knocking her out. I felt a horrible sentiency of guilt feelings as I realise what that would intend for her.

Once I decided to kill her, I set out to bring in the best of it. I wanted to try something unlike this time just to blur the police. I would arrange her in her own swim wear and leave her to drown in her own swimming syndicate next to the house. I chloroformed her again just to guarantee that she would remain unconscious as I moved on to the following part of my plan. I went to her room and searched in her wardrobe. I found a set of skimpy green two-piece which I would have given anything to see her in. Now, it's going to materialize. I pulled off her dress, and bra and fondled her just ripened bosom for a few arcminute while fingering her all-fired vagina. I then wiped the profligate clean and pulled the bikini derriere up her branch to fit snugly over her seat. I then tied the two-piece top over her chest. I then removed her glasses. She looks totally different and hot and it seems that she is quick for her midnight swim !

I carried her out towards the consortium and took one last-place look at her unconscious mind but still awake grimace. I then lowered gently into the puddle where she turned belly down and slowly sunk to the merchantman of the pool, a flow of bubbles appearing from her mouth and nose.

I enjoyed the survey her drowning for around twenty minutes and was about to give when I realised that by the clock time she was discovered in two days clock time when her family returned, she would go a bloated decomposing clay. That would probably be too a great deal for her parents to take and I could also not bear the idea of rendering this beauty into a decomposition corpse. So there was only one thing I could do. I took off my clothes and jumped into the pool. Diving to the bottom, I grabbed one of her arms and pulled her to the open. I have always wanted to save a pretty charwoman from drowning so it was a great experience for me. I pulled her by the chin and swam towards the side of the consortium. There, I pulled her dripping wet, bikini clad body up onto the pool edge.

Her lip and face were blue and I could see that her abdomen was distended from swallowing water supply. She was of row no longer breathing by then. I knew that CPR would be futile so I tried it on her just for fun. I gave her deep knocker compressions and mouthpiece to verbalise French kissing which has always been a phantasy of mine. Her thorax rose beautifully with each breathing place I forced into her dead lungs but deflated again when I removed my lip from hers. I also tried to remove the water from her bloated belly by pressing gruelling onto it causing piss to spray out from her mouth and anterior naris. I had fun doing CPR and Heimlich on her beautiful overwhelm soundbox for almost an hour and I was getting so aroused with this futile but sexy CPR that I pulled down her bikini and raped her cadaver one more than prison term. By then, she was very blue and was almost dry and her abdomen was two-dimensional once more.

I pulled her two-piece hind end back on, carried her back into the house and placed her on her bed. I switched on the air con to decelerate down her decomposition so she would still reckon good when they discover her .I then dried her body and whisker and helped combed her hair until it looked cracking and tidy. I decided to keep her bra and undies as a souvenir so I left her Bikini on as I pulled her dress back over her body. I then applied a stratum of foundation on her side to cover her bluish complexion. Next, I used paint to give her a healthy flushed look. I then applied some shiny red lipstick, green eye shadow and purple mascara to dispatch her new military post mortem look. Finally, I placed her glasses back on her grimace. I thought she looked prettier now than when she was active. I took some photo of her before leaving.

It was really kind for her to ply so much enjoyment for her lone stride uncle .