She engaged both of us in a conversation and I just had to know what she was wearing. I went up and it was a sight I could never forget. She was weari...g a one piece that showed almost the entire thighs and a lot of boobs. I literally had to hide my boner with my hand and I was dying to see her bend because if she did, I could surely see her underwear and some of her ass too unless she was going commando (without any panties). I had a tea and we had some normal conversations while she was. The murderer used a hypodermic needle laced with high doses of rat poison. Once it entered the bloodstream, the victims didn’t stand a chance. What made it so hard to catch the killer was that we could never find enough evidence to connect the murders. A big part of the problem was he or she would only kill one person a year. We assumed they were always in costume, which made for an easy getaway. A couple of times a person wearing a sad clown costume was at the same parties the crimes were. I thought her text would never arrive.I stretched every speed limit covering the two miles to her place and dropped a trail of clothes on the way to her bedroom. She was sitting in her bed with the sheet up to her waist. Her firm b-cups had erect nipples begging for more attention. She said the only opening words needed as she observed my erection wagging for side to side as I approached the bed. “Get in me!” She threw off the sheet and moved down into the classic position of sexual. Lubricant flushed in a spray, and finally a geyser of sperm was released from the terrified victim’s penis. To the man barely aware it felt like the release of cum was actually the splitting of his log, followed by the draining of all of his life fluids: blood, water, sweat.The latex creature noticeably shuddered and continued to slurp and digest what came from the cock. In short time, the creature began to take a feminine shape again. The head was the first to reform, peeling off the head of.