After the Xmas skirt was found, the law stepped up the nationwide manhunt for me.. I decided to lie low for the time being and got a job picking fruits at a rural farm. Didn't pay much but it kept me animated. For the next few months, I worked hard and always took aid to avoid the busloads of visitors who visits the farm every weekend. I managed to control my glum desires and satisfied my itch by masturbating to the sketches and writing in my notebook computer which was now updated to admit the Xmas cleanup. I even considered not killing again until the day I saw her.

She came with a mathematical group of admirer to visit the farm. She was dressed rather conservatively, in a striped red tee shirt and amobarbital sodium overall and wore a pair of studious looking glasses But some things stood out obviously. The raw knockout of her face and the patrician clotheshorse of her knocker pushing out against her boilersuit. I decided there and then that I will bear her.

I started following the tour group from a length as they moved around the farm, waiting for an opportune clock time to strike but it never came. Soon, it was evening and the group proceeded to the use up area for dinner party before heading back home. I was about to give way up when I saw my target leaving her tabular array and head for the washroom located some distance away. I knew that it was then or never. I followed her as the arena rapidly darkened with the scene of the sun.. She entered the cubicle and closed the door as I slowly walked closer, taking out my trustworthy Taser from my pocket.

After a few minutes, I heard the door unlocking. I looked around for a final check. Fortunately there was no one else around or my program would have failed at the last minute. My beauty walked towards me, unaware of the fortune I had in store for her. I smiled at her and pretended to walk towards the cubicle. As I passed her, I quickly pressed the Taser against the vertebral column of her neck and squeezed the trigger. She gave soft gasp and her unscathed body stiffened and gave a few jerked meat before going limp and keeling onto my waiting limb. I quickly dragged her by her armpits into the wooded area next to the washroom. I then carried her hobble body towards an old abandoned tool shed which I knew was nearby. It was exhilarating to carry her limp and luminance torso and I almost ejaculated just by looking at her helpless, pretty sleeping face draped over my arm, with her rima oris hanging wide open, inviting me to insert my penis."Soon, my lovemaking, I remembered whispering to her as I quickened my steps.

Once inside the throw away, I lay her down gently onto the dusty priming. I removed the spectacles to bask the full sweetheart of her look. Just then, she gave a easygoing moan and started moving a short. I gave her another surge of electricity with the Taser. Seeing her lovely dead body twitching with the cause voltage and falling limp and lifeless again, the luxuria within me rose to fevered floor. But to prevent her from waking again and raising an alarum, I decided to end her life history there and then. I wrapped a strip of leather I took from the farm around her slender neck and pulled the ends apart hard, strangling her. Soon, her face turned the attractive spectre of blue I have seen so often on my retiring victims. A sudden aroma of ammonia and a slight moistness at her private parts told me that she has also peed herself. I suddenly felt sorry for her. She has tried so hard to plume and look demure and ladylike but has now unknowingly embarrassed herself either due to the unconscious concern of dying or as a reflex of being O deprived. Either way, this preindication of exposure increased my arousal and I pulled her head towards me and started kissing her passionately as she died.

After 10 transactions, which ensured that she was quite beyond resuscitation, I unwrapped the leather strip from her neck, kissing her on her luscious lips pushing in her slightly protruding and swollen natural language back into her mouth with mine. She gave a last sensual sigh as the remaining air escaped from her mouth. I held up her soundbox, squeezed and fondled her tit and licked her expression as I pulled down her boilersuit and ripped off her shirt, revealing her shapely, welcoming and open body clad in a opprobrious strapless bra and kinky looking pantie, now stained with her piss. I quickly undressed, pushed down her panties and wiped her vagina clean and dry with her boilers suit. I then rammed my Rock hard penis into her vagina, still wet with her death urine, feeling her Hymen tearing with my first thrust. 5 month of suppressed desires broke complimentary as I penetrated her clock time and again while stroking her aspect and sucking her left field breast which was exposed after I pulled down one side of meat of her bra. When I exploded in her, I gave an uncontrolled cry of Adam. Luckily no one else was around. I lay on top of her cooling torso for a while, resting as I continued fondling and fingering her lovingly.

A sudden hard on woke me up and I discovered my exanimate beauty still obediently below me. Her mouth remained wide capable from all my fondling earlier on and now looked very inviting indeed. I straddled her eubstance, kneeling down over her read/write head. My engorged penis, dripping with pre cum hung just above her mouth. I stroked her parted, slightly violet lips with my member and inserted it into her backtalk, enjoying the feeling of her teeth and glossa. Within moments, she had swallowed a huge lode of my cum as I ejaculated. Once more than, I fell down on her in an run down sleep.

I woke up again a few hours later. It was still black outside as I pondered my following step, while enjoying the sight half-naked, very numb dame lying following to me. As I hugged and kissed her increasingly starchy and inhuman eubstance, I realised that it would be very hard to get her trunk off the farm so I would birth to somehow hide her here. Throwing her into a pond or just leaving her in this hutch was risky especially since police would no doubt start looking for her here soon. I then thought of using cement. Burying her in cement so her body would not be found and her decomposing scent would not be detected. I walked to the construction entrepot building of the farm and dragged back a few camp of cement pulverization. One thing remains to be done before I cement my deadened lover forever. Cosmetics of course.

All my early victim have been made up to look beautiful and lifelike before and she will be no exception. However there is a problem. She has soiled her clothes and they have started to smell. No victim of the Kosmetics Killer can be smelly. They should all look and sense courteous. Thus, I decided to buy some wearing apparel for her. Something sexier than the one she was dressed in. As it was my off day, I cycled to the nearest township after locking my precious deadened one-half au naturel stunner in the shed.

I returned a few 60 minutes later, finding her little worse for wearing probably due to the dry mood and deficiency of sun. A couple of flies were buzzing around her middle and backtalk and I quickly swatted them off. I have bought a purple infant doll apparel with amobarbital sodium leggings. I thought she would attend really lovely in those. I removed her bra completely, letting her right breast pop free after a night of natural action. I nibbled on each nipple lustily and then stuffed the bra and soiled panties in my pouch as a souvenir. I slipped the dress over her pass and pulled up the leggings cubbyhole over her sexy ass adjusting them. A staring fit. She looked much better now.

I then moved on to the cosmetics. I took out my effective old cosmetics pouch that have not seen use in quite a while but which I still bring around with me just in case. I applied a thick layer of substructure to hide the asphyxiate bluish complexion of her face. I tried covering her choking print but it had turned an ugly dark red and was impossible to conceal completely. I kissed her on her lid and then applied unclouded blue eyeshadow, dark blue angel mascara and some eyeliner. Some red lip rouge and paint and she looked as skilful as new. Well almost. Still a bit bluish but it would have to do. I sprayed some perfume on her neck and arms to keep her smelling sweet-smelling and fresh. I started feeling her up while cradling her in my arms and kissing her hair and face. I was so aroused by all these that I rolled up her bird and fucked her again. Then I was done with her.

I started the heavy work of digging a ditch into the soft ground next to the shed. I then mixed the cementum and poured in a layer to cover the floor of the ditch. I then carried my abruptly fellow traveller and slowly lowered her face up onto the wet and soft layer of cement. She started sinking in and I helped her disappear by pouring another layer of wet concrete on top of her corpse. Soon, only the swells of her breasts were visible above the cementum and I soon had those covered as well. By the time I was done, it was night again. It had been a truly tiring but satisfactory experience and I look forward to my next victim .