Night shift taxi

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I'm a taxi driver. Because I don't have a stable job, I'm still single. I'm over thirty and
still a virgin. Tonight I was working the night shift. Around 11 PM, I was driving near a middle school
when I spotted a large, tied-up sack near a wall. I figured it might be
stolen goods that a thief hadn't had time to take. Luckily, it was past 11 PM, and everything was quiet.
I quietly approached the sack, picked it up—it was really heavy, probably 70 or 80 pounds! I dragged it
to the side of the road, put it in the trunk, and drove straight home.
When I got to my doorstep, I took out the sack, slowly dragged it into the house, and placed it on the floor. Wiping away my sweat, I excitedly
began to untie the sack. When I opened it, oh my
god, it was a woman's corpse! I dragged her out of the sack and laid her on the floor. It was the body of a beautiful girl. God had finally smiled upon me, knowing I
was so old and had never tasted a girl's touch, and had specially arranged for this girl to help me lose my virginity. I
reached under her armpit with my left hand and gently lifted her up, holding her legs with my right. Her head was tilted back, her arms
hanging limply, making her small breasts appear even more prominent. Her legs were pressed together, her thighs forming a triangle,
very sexy. Her small feet, clad in pink sneakers, swayed with my movements, arousing my desire.
However, I wasn't in a hurry to have sex with her. She was mine tonight, and I wanted to properly enjoy her youthful body
. I put her down... Sitting in the armchair, I carefully observed her. She looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, probably a middle school
student. She must have been murdered on her way home from school, stuffed into a sack. Her head hung low in front of her chest, as if she were very shy
. I leaned her head against the back of the chair. Her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, with faint
tear tracks at the corners, indicating that she had died in great pain. Her nose was high, and her small mouth was slightly open, as if she wanted to
tell me about her tragic experience. Through her open mouth, I could see her teeth, like broken jade. Her lovely features
were on her fair, doll-like face, truly exquisite. She wore a yellow long-sleeved shirt, and her
small breasts made two small bulges on her chest. Later, when we got to bed, I would have a good time playing with her breasts. Her
legs, clad in tight leggings, looked even longer and hung naturally, and the long braid hanging behind her head further
accentuated her beauty. Although she's still young, she's already grown up. This poor little girl should
be experiencing the joys of being a woman. Her mother must be anxiously waiting for her daughter to come home and sleep. But, dear mother,
your daughter will never come back. I want her to sleep with me; I don't want to wait for her anymore. I said to her, "Little girl,
it's getting late. You've been to school all day; you must be tired. Let me wash you up, and let's go to sleep early. Let's not miss
this beautiful time." So, I filled a basin with warm water, placed it on a stool, and took a new towel to
wipe her face. Her clean face looked even more charming. Then I washed her hands, placing her drooping little hands in the basin and
carefully washing her delicate little hands. Her hands were very white and tender, with long, slender fingers and soft palms; it seemed she hadn't
done any manual labor. She must have been her parents' darling. They could never have imagined that their beloved daughter
was now a corpse, and that her virginity was about to be lost. Her fingernails were long and clean,
clearly intentionally grown that way. After washing her hands, I took the basin down and placed it beside her feet. I picked up one of her feet and held it in my lap
, slowly untying her shoelaces as I said, "Little girl, let Uncle wash your feet. I know
you don't want me to wash them for you. What girl your age would want to entrust her precious little feet
to a man to wash? But I can't not wash them, otherwise you'll kick off Uncle's bed and get the blankets
dirty. You don't know how to wash them yourself anymore. Luckily, Uncle found you in time and brought you back." Otherwise,
if the police find out tomorrow, they might strip you naked for an autopsy on the spot. Not only will your feet be bare, but your
breasts and vagina will be touched and groped indiscriminately. You'll definitely feel even more embarrassed. After the autopsy, they'll
put you naked in a cold morgue. How can your delicate body withstand that cold? Tonight, you'll
sleep with your uncle. Only your uncle can see your body. Besides, I'm still a virgin. Even if I have sex with you, it won't be a disgrace to
you. Let your uncle wash your genitals, then... "Sleep well in your warm bed. You're a smart girl
; you can figure this out, right?" As I spoke, I took off her shoes. She was wearing white socks with
pink heels and toes, and clear toe prints were visible on the toes. The cuffs of her leggings were pulled up to her ankles.
I slowly pulled off her socks, revealing her beautiful feet.
Yes, she never dreamed that the socks she put on in the morning would become the ones she had to sleep in at night.
Someone else undressed her, revealing her small, delicate feet, still warm to the touch. Her insteps were straight, her toes neatly arranged,
like newly sprouted bamboo shoots. Her toenails were painted with glossy nail polish. Her heels were round,
without any calluses, and her soft soles had fine lines recessed into her beautiful arches. I gently tickled
her soles; if she were alive, she would surely giggle. But now, she couldn't feel anything.
Her soles were white with a hint of pink, plump and soft to the touch. The tiny pads on her toes were densely packed,
glowing red under the light. I brought my nose close to her toes; a faint foot odor wafted out.
Because her toes were often pressed together, the spaces between them easily sweated and harbored bacteria, so I would have to thoroughly
wash them later. I took off her shoes and socks, played with them a bit, and put both her beautiful feet in the basin, scrubbing
them carefully. While washing, I said to her, "Look how good your uncle is, even washing your stinky little feet for you." But she remained unmoved,
letting me scrub her feet, washing each toe. Finally, I gave her a foot massage to relieve
her fatigue, but she couldn't feel the wonderful sensation. After
washing her feet, I let her lean on my shoulder, lifted her up, and carried her to the bedroom. She silently leaned on my
shoulder, her arms and legs hanging at her sides, her two bare little feet dangling,
like exquisitely crafted works of art under the light. Her buttocks were right on my shoulder, her full buttocks
appearing even more sexy under her black leggings, the outline of her underwear peeking out. I put her on the bed in the bedroom.
To undress her, I first untied her long braid, letting her hair hang down, making her look even more beautiful.
I lifted her upper body, helping her sit on the bed, and pulled her long-sleeved shirt over her head, exposing her upper body.
Only a small white bra with small red flowers covered her breasts. I had her lie on top of me,
reaching behind her to unhook the bra and pull it off her lotus-root-like arms, revealing her small breasts
. Her breasts, though small, were firm, with pink nipples about the size of soybeans, like two small plum blossoms on her
chest. I gently bit her nipple with my teeth. If she were alive, she would be very excited, but she
couldn't feel anything now. I rubbed her breasts with my hands. I was definitely the first
person to casually play with her little breasts, and I felt very honored. But whether I was the first person to play with her or not, I
would find out when I checked her vagina later. I then touched her stomach. Her belly was very white and smooth, without any excess fat. I
lifted her arm and played with her armpit. Her armpit was very white and smelled sweet. I couldn't help but kiss her
a little. Now it was time to take off her pants. I grabbed her waistband, pulled it under her legs, lifted her pant legs so that
her feet were facing upwards, and pulled the pant legs off, and her leggings came off. She was only wearing a pair of briefs
to cover her body, and I could vaguely see the dark triangle area of her genitals. Her legs were very long and slender, truly
beautiful legs. Now it was time to remove the last barrier for her. I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and
pulled her panties off her buttocks. I pulled her legs down and laid them flat, then started playing with her genitals. Her
pubic hair was sparse but very soft. I put my face on her pubic hair; the ticklish feeling was very pleasant. I turned her over
, exposing her buttocks. Her buttocks were very round, and because she had started puberty,
the fat on her buttocks was thickening. I gently kneaded her smooth buttocks with my hands, and my penis
became hard again. I spread her buttocks and played with her anus. She was a very clean girl;
there was no odor from her anus. After finishing with her bottom, I turned her over and began today's main task. I placed her
two little feet on my shoulders, exposing her vulva. I put a pillow under her bottom
to elevate her vaginal opening. First, I checked her hymen. I spread her vagina open and examined it, finding that her
hymen was intact. I began licking her vulva. Her vulva had no odor, proving that her genitals
were healthy. Just as I was getting into the swing of things, a bitter liquid flowed into my mouth, along with a urine-
like smell. It turned out to be her urine. It flowed out. After licking her vulva, I inserted my already swollen penis into her
vagina. I was a virgin, she was a virgin, and our union was the most beautiful union. A stream of blood
flowed from her vagina. I had finally deflowered her. After a storm of passion, a stream of hot semen shot into
her vagina. I pulled out my now-soft penis and used a piece of white silk to wipe the
blood from her thighs. I kept it; it was very meaningful. Then, I cleaned her genitals. After washing her, I put her in a
warm bed and... I said, "Girl, you've had a long day. Go to sleep early. I'll send you
on your way before dawn tomorrow."
After settling her in, I washed and dried her clothes and shoes overnight. Five o'clock arrived in the blink of an eye. I
dressed her, put her in the car, and drove to a remote grove of trees. I buried her deep in the ground. I sat in
front of her grave and silently said to her, "Girl, I buried you so deep mainly to prevent the police from finding you and subjecting you to
further humiliation. Rest in peace. I will come to see you often." After saying this, I drove away and went on to
live a new day.

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