I couldn't believe my luck. One hour I was in a prison van returning to prison from my appealingness hearing. Then all of a sudden, the van was lying on its side after a hit with a laggard. Both the guard duty were all in but I was only slightly bruised. I unlocked my handcuffs with the key from one of the dead guard and quickly ran away from the scene of the stroke, taking a tazer from one of the beat cops. It was already dark so no one saw me. I was free people !

Now the merely thing on my head was to find some hot cleaning woman, pop her, have sex with her corpse and then enforce form up to her face. I also wanted to leave my next victim dressed in something a trivial special as Xmas was approaching. I broke into store, procured some clothes, money and a Santa costume, complete with a immense red paper bag 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 prowl the streets without looking suspicious.

The side by side day was Christmas Eve. My escape was on all the newspaper publisher and TV line urging young charwoman to be deliberate. After walking around for the whole first light and afternoon, spotting lots of potential difference dupe but couldn't find the chance to set my plan in apparent movement, I was on the scepter of giving up for the day when I spotted her. She was wearing a sexy black sleeveless top and a red skirt and she looked pretty hot. Most importantly, she was walking alone along an increasingly desolate street on the edge of 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 contract alley, probably a poor cut and I knew my time has come. I took out the tazer and closed the distance between us. Taking a fast glance around to create sure no one else was around, I closed up the last few one thousand to her. At the last present moment, she turned back and looked a me in surprisal but it was too late for her. I brought the tazer to her neck and zapped her a long hard one. She gave a few jerks and then slumped limply into my arms as her pretty oculus rolled back and her eyelids fluttered close. I quickly stuffed her into my Santa Claus sack, tied up the opening night and hoisted her limp and light body over my shoulder joint. Soon, I was walking merrily along the street once more towards an overpass bridge 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 precious payload. Soon, I was at the dark, uncomfortable but totally deserted area under the overpass. I opened the sack and pulled my unconscious fellow traveller out from it, laying her on the earth. I pulled off her brake shoe and admired her slim and sexy soundbox. She started to evoke and groan so I put the tazer to her apartment belly and gave her another dose of electric potential which quietened her instantly.

I then took off her smash and rolled down her chick and contraband panties, revealing her warm and inviting vagina. After licking and fingering its increasingly moist interior for a while, I took off my drawers and thrust into her with vigour smooching and copping flavor 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 great. Very soon, her vagina was dripping with rake and my spent semen. I decided to dress her up in something festive for Christmas Day. I had stolen a precious trivial Santa's supporter dress from the memory board the day before and I thought it would see good on her. I stripped her of her remaining clothes and held up her hitch torso, slipping the brusque, sexy dress over her body. It fit her perfectly.

Then it was meter to say cheerio to her. I decided to kill her by bagging which was something I have not tried before on my other victims. I took a shaping bag from my sack and put it over her head, holding the opening tight around her neck opening. I could see her breathing up the air in the bag as it shrunk until it was wrapped tightly around her psyche. Soon, her breathing grew laboured and stopped altogether not long after. I kept the clear bag around her headspring for a few moment more just to be certainly, all the while admiring her bluing typeface and backtalk. I then pulled the bag off and resumed decorating my lovely companion for Christmas.
I slipped on a pair of matching black leather boots onto her feet and put a Santa cap over her chief. She looked really precious. I could not facilitate it but rolled up her dress and violating her cooling body once again. This time, I pulled out of her eubstance just before I ejaculated and enter my member into her sass before erupting. The huge shipment of cum that spurted into her mouth splattered her fount and some of it shot into her nose and dribbled out from her anterior naris like a stream of grayness mucus. Truly arousing. I wiped off the seminal fluid from her expression and kissed her gently once more on her backtalk.

Now only the final step of applying make-up remains. For her, I chose illumination immature eyeshadow and purple mascara together with a twilit pink rouge. A burnished red lipstick completed the merry feel and I left my sexy dead Santa's helper lyinh beneath the overpass.

She would make a pin-up nowadays for the cleaners tomorrow .