Then fate, in the for of the Kosmetics Killer, took a hand. The last victim, the pregnant woman who was smothered to death, met every criterion for to... grade corpse oil. The syndicate excitedly sent its agents to the funeral of the victim to find out where she was going to be buried. They traced her to the cemetery on the other side of town.The night after she was buried, they got 2 men to dig her up. There was no time to lose in order to ensure that the corpse remains fresh and attractive. The. He was not at all a gentle person. The pain was increasing in my ass and buzzing through my whole body. I was feeling fire in my ass. He was soft whispering in my ear constantly, telling me that I was a bitch, faggot bitch, a whore and a cock slut. He said that I was not a man enough. He was a man and I was a faggot. He fucked me raw, very rough much worse than a pig. Our skins were slapping against each other. It was causing pain and I was almost screaming but there was a lot of pleasure too.. Sandy smiled and walked towards the car.The car AC was heavenly and god send. Neha snuggled up to Sandy and gave him a light kiss .Sandy turned around grabbed her and gave her a violent hot kiss.Neha was stunned and shocked…she was secretly thrilled…her man killer reputation would remain intact…the last man standing was about to fall…her Grand Slam was about to be achieved.. She just could scarcely believe what was happening…Her 5 year wait was getting over….Sandy muttered Sorry under his. She was gone to the world, her mouth open. The covers draped over her. On her side Bianca's shapeless body had gained curves, her hip and butt a sensual swell.My physical arousal was gone. What was left was even more exquisite. The aching desire for her was strong. Possessiveness arrived. I didn't want to share her with anyone, not ever.Slipping under the covers, Bianca reacted in her sleep. She mumbled something and rolled over and into my side, her hand reaching across me, her knee rising.