diary of the Kosmetics sea wolf ( Entry # 1 )


I often fantasize about adult female. Unconscious cleaning woman. Lovely unresisting Lady that I can pull strings, Brassica napus and have tot up control over. It is extremely unmanageable in today's worldly concern to do so without being caught so all I could do was to fantasise. For 20 old age. This changed one nighttime when I was walking around at a furniture computer storage. I saw a lovely Cy Young woman together with a plain looking female friend whom I had absolutely no interest in. She was dressed in a tight sext sleeveless top and a unawares black skirt. She exuded sexiness and feminine spell and my groin ached with desire as I looked at her. I started to take after her discreetly around the memory board and eavesdropped on what they were saying. I found out that she was staying alone and that she would not see her swain until the next day. I knew then that it was my chance.
I stalked her as she left the store alone, late that night, after parting with her friend and followed her car to her apartment. I got off and entered the rhytidectomy behind her while she unsuspectingly smiled at me sweetly. I made certain that there was no photographic camera in the lift before I pressed the release for the floor above hers. When she reached her level, she walked out into the dim corridor and I saw her walk out and started to open the door to her house as the ski lift room access slowly closed. I quickly pressed the door undefendable button and walked quickly towards her. She was still opening the room access and turned back when she heard me. Her beautiful eyes widened in surprisal as I delivered a hard chop with my script to the side of her neck. Her eyes rolled up as her eyelids fluttered close and she keeled over limply to sink into my waiting weaponry. At long last, I have a adult female in my magnate !

I held her conclusion to me, savouring the aroma of her aroma and the sensory faculty of her feminine curves on my body, as I opened the room access with the key that had dropped from her manus when she was knocked out by me. I then dragged her into her house and locked the door behind me. Now she is mine. I caressed her unconscious mind body and kissed her sleeping font, all the while squeezing her breasts in an uncontrollable upsurge of lecherousness. I french kissed her and let my manus creep up beneath her doll and underneath her undies to finger her blotto pussy, which soon started to turn moist after my replicate probing. I then held up her organic structure as I pulled her top off. Her imperial strapless bra was then revealed, supporting and hiding her firm, shapely breasts. The sight of her placid ovalbumin peel and tit was too a great deal for me as I stripped, off my jeans, pulled off her skirt, ripped off her babe blue undies and prod my clay throbbing member into her vagina. Within seconds, I have spurted my cum into her body. I guess I could say that as of that mo, she was meaning with my seed. I stroked her unconscious face lovingly and kissed and licked her from her cheek and down to her breasts and then her insipid stomach and cute belly button, blood-stained vagina ( yes, I was not too aristocratic with my poking ) and finally her sexy legs and feet.
I was done with her and decided to result. However, I realized that she has seen me before being knocked out. That means I can not let her subsist if I wanted to remain a free man. I looked at her lying there peacefully, softly breathing, so beautiful and vulnerable. And she had smiled at me just now. But I have no option. I wrapped my gloved hands around her soft, yielding neck and slowly started to hale. I watched as her external respiration began to vocalise drive and noisy. Slowly, it stopped. I kept on squeezing for a few more instant to ensure she would be beyond resuscitation. When I was done, her lips have turned slightly purplish and her face had taken on a bluish tinge. Suddenly, she did not look so attractive anymore, with her asphyxiated beat face, bleeding vagina and one-half au naturel State Department. I was rather guilty for really ruining her day and her life sentence so I decided to micturate it up to her by at least presenting her stiff in a more attractive way.

low gear, I helped her deplumate her skirt back snugly over her depressed body and aphrodisiacal ass. I then held her up and pulled her white top back over her body. ( I decided to take her undies and bra back with me as souvenirs of my first conquest. ) Still, she did not look as lovely as when I first saw her at the store. So I searched through her bag and found her cosmetics bulge. I used what little knowledge I have about make up to apply a dark red lipstick on her lips and some purple eye shadow and mascara to make her face prettier. When I was done, she still looked dead but she was pretty. So pretty that I decided to take the invitation offered by her gaping mouth and sexy red backtalk and insert my erect penis into her mouth. By pulling her haircloth, I managed to move her capitulum up and down around my penis and within instant, I shot off what cum I have remaining into her backtalk which she seemed to enjoy as most of it was swallowed by her. I then wiped away the semen that have splattered onto her face before leaving quietly.

This was my start but definitely not last dupe. And I started to believe that maybe female corpses are red-hot than unconscious cleaning woman .