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As I investigate the aftermath of a murder scene, I find your stiff body and reeking cunt waiting for me...
I step into the apartment which shows traces of violent struggle. Trash and broken furniture lie along the walls. I walk further into the apartment and feel the smell the dead pussy. It is a sweet and heavy smell and my cock hardens as the scent gets stronger. Whoever has died seems to have emptied her cunt of all its fluids.

I step into the kitchen and is met by a total chaos. Three women in short dresses lie dead on the floor in degrading positions. A dark-haired woman sits against the wall with a kitchen knife rammed up her hairy pussy. A short-haired younger woman lies dead, frozen in a doggystyle-like position, exposing her pussy. Then we have you, as the crown of the work. You lie on your back in a puddle of piss with your stiff legs wildly parted. A thick rope is wrapped around your neck and your eyes stares empty into oblivion. One hand grips your pussy in a frozen cramp while the other lies limp in an attempt to reach for rescue. Your eyes are wide open and it is obvious that you fought desperately until the last breath.

I'm trying to figure out how you and the other two women died. I bend down and inspect the younger woman. I part her labia and feel how the smell of her dead pussy hits me like a train. There are traces of semen and judging by her bright red face, she seems to have suffocated while being raped. I take a careful photo of her body for reference and proceed to the dark-haired woman. Her face is frozen in a painful grimace. Her dress is rolled up over her legs and reveals her bloody cunt. The knife is deeply embedded in her pussy and I try to jerk it out without success. It seems that she died of shock in connection with the knife being shoved up her poor pussy. What fate, her cunt used as a wet slot for a cold knife, a shiver crawls along her back when I think of how she died.

I lay her stiff body on her back and inspect the knife. Her pussy hugs the blade in a heavy cramp but I take out an electric taser and put it against her ruined pussy. There is a loud fizz and her stiff body suddenly becomes limp and collapses heavily against the ground. Her pussy releases its grip on the knife and gush out another load of piss. I run a finger into her bleeding pussy, she does not appear to have been raped before she died. I bend down and lick her dead pussy in a final act of worship and humiliation. Her bloody pussy tastes amazing and I make sure to slurp all her red juices. Had she lived, she would surely have moaned as my tongue danced over her stiff clit. My cock is rock hard and when I finally licked her clean, I fix my gaze on your dead body which is the one that is most fuckable.

I bend over you and inspect your stiff limbs. I slowly untie your hand that is spasmodically locked to your poor pussy. I realize that you must have spent the last seconds of your life trying to stimulate your filthy cunt. I get heavily aroused imagining how you kicked and moaned like a horse as your killer put the rope around your neck. I lean forward and smell your dead pussy. I notice a small string peeking out of between your meaty labia and grab the rope between my teeth. As I lean my head back I drag out a soaked tampon and realize you died on your period. How humiliating. As I remove your soaked tampon, the smell of your dead pussy fills the air. Your pussy oozes stronger than the other women's dead cunts and triggers a deep instinct within me. I start to eagerly eat out your dead pussy as I force your legs apart. You are still leaking piss and other fluids as your death cramps kick in. I do not care but lick you with passion while my cock gets harder and harder. The taste and smell of your period blood and vaginal musk drives me crazy.

I leave the rope around your neck as grab your stiff body harder. My instincts take over and I let my cock slowly penetrate you while I stare into your empty eyes. Your pussy closes around my cock, forcing additional fluids out your dead pussy. Every thrust makes you involuntarily gush piss over the floor and I feel how the smell of dead pussy spreads in the room. I rape you both gentle and hard while I try to get a better grip on your body. Your stiff limps shake gently as I thrust your pussy. Raping your dead body is like fucking a stiff sex doll and I kiss your dead lips as I dig my fingers around your breasts. The apartment is quiet and empty. The only sound heard is the wet splashing as my cock pumps your wet sex. Your eyes stare blankly and accusingly into empty nothingness while your body is raped.

I am enchanted by the heavy scent of your pussy and your blank stare. I take you in my arms and lift your stiff body. I slowly lower you over my cock. Your body weight allows me to easily tip you on my cock and make you squirt additional liquids across the floor. I carry you to the bedroom and lie down on the bed with you on top while I try to pry your legs to be able to fuck you from below when you lie on top of me like a limp doll.

Your blank stare stares at me intensely as I finally fill you with my seed. I pull out my cock and listen to how your last liquids hammer against the mattress. After that, I start experimenting with placing your body in humiliating positions that I carefully photograph. I have to gently pry your limbs in the right position and pull you along the floor to different parts of the house. I love the feeling of dominating your body and when I'm done, I carry you back to the bedroom with the other women. I fall asleep with your body locked around mine. When morning dawns, I wake up and is greeted by your blank deathstare. You have continued to leak liquids during the night and I lick you clean one last time before I gently push a sterilizing tampon into your pussy to eliminate the traces of my wet rape.

I lay you down on a pile with the other women and put the knife back in the other woman's hairy cunt before I quietly leave the apartment.
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