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Ooh, it feels so good! Your orgasm comes quickly and you shoot globs of sticky cum all over the corpse's lovely chest. Mighty fine! You crawl down from the table, replace his pants and then get a warm cloth and wash his cum from Abigail's chest, and dry her with a sheet. He kiss the nipple of each luscious breast before Zeke lifted the corpse's head, neck and placing a black lacy bra on her firm breasts in place over each mouth watering tit and lifting Abigail to strap it in place behind. He fastened the clip of her garter belt to the lacy black stockings into place up her delicious legs. Sitting Abbie back up; I inserted her arms in the short sleeves; placed the dress over her head and slid it down to her waist before lying her down and lifting her lovely rear and slid it on down to where it ended at mid-thigh tucked behind her properly. Zeke carefully placed several towels over the upper part of her dark dress. Zeke brought out my makeup kit and reapplied lipstick and touched up her makeup, even styling Abigail’s stray long hair went rather ebony quickly. I placed her watch, rings, a pendant, and pair of diamond earrings; then fastened the clasp back on. A pierced earrings and cross necklace was placed around the neck. Her hands were placed back across her chest and then looked at his work, as I latched and reclosed the casket lids. Zeke tidied up and went to bed. The day of the funeral arrived the next morning, and I arose early at 6AM, dressed and had his breakfast and Not much to do this morning so he tidied the place during the morning then at 8AM called the mausoleum to be sure the crypt were ready. I reached in black pussy the casket and looked at the beautiful young girl lays in her casket. She was beautiful even in death! He had also brought a red long stemmed rose and placed it in Abigail's hands. Damn; She was such a lovely corpse I wish I could keep her but alas that wasn't possible and I knew it. I reopened the lower casket lid, lifted Abigail's dress up the waist spreading her legs widely apart. I rubbed her sexy thighs as my lips kissed her pussy lips through her panties. At approx 9; I then pulled down and straightened her Cock Sucking dress, tucking into place. I closed the lower lid of the oak casket. Even now, many days after her death, laying in a casket, Abigail looked as if she might get up at any moment. Yet, of course, this was not true, and after a few final moments; I said my goodbyes, kissed her lips and then the light of the sun was finally shut off from as the upper lid was shut and sealed for the last time, covering her beauty in darkness. The casket was rolled out of the room be loaded into the waiting hearse for the trip to the church and placed amateur it inside, with the funeral director leading the way. Zeke climbed into the back of the hearse and helped to slide the casket in. The hearse pulled away from the curb and began the slow drive to the cemetery. Once arriving at the church; they were unloaded and carried into the church and the body lay in state for 30 min prior before the closed casket service. The casket was covered with flowers, and after they had been put on the bier, colour photographs of Abigail in life were placed atop the casket. The service itself commenced promptly at about 10:30 and it wasn’t long until there weren’t many dry eyes in the place. At the appointed time, those gathered took their seats. The church was packed and overflowing. The reverend at the Miller family’s 550 seat church, who had known the young lady since her birth, had the honor of officiating the brief service while several family members, friends, and even a couple of Abigail’s childhood teachers all came up to the podium at one point or another to share their memories of her life and bedroom to express their deepest condolences about her tragic death. Everything about the ceremony was meticulously planned and went off without a hitch, and everyone that attended seemed very touched by all of it. It was a simple, beautiful service that Zeke had heard many times. The poignant funeral service was ultimately concluded and her casket was carried to the waiting hearse by the pallbearers just outside the front steps for the internment of its final resting place. Those gathered followed quietly behind. A small police escort would lead her hearse and the personal vehicles of those in attendance about a mile down the road to transport her to the Memorial Park. It was here, before the owner of the home conducted brief graveside service outside the Miller family crypt that everyone could say their goodbyes before the casket holding the young, cold body of Abigail Elizabeth Miller was slowly carried into the crypt and placed in its compartment. I swiveled my hips, stirring my pussy and asshole around their shafts. Her mouth ebony bobbed up and down on my dick. "Back to our base. About 5 minutes later I walked out of the bathroom and amateur said, "Don't stop babe, don't stop" she moaned. I trembled as she drew back her hips. Normally some bandits would not scare me that much, but this was not normal. It worked great and meant she always had a dozen or more mature people at their parties. James-----I see. Love develops, it doesn’t just show up. Her heart was beating like crazy. I couldn't wait for Mercedes's tale with her daddy. The big black cock was glistening from the pre-cum oozing from its tip. bedroom “You should be scared, but it black pussy will be easier to work this out if you don't know anything.” He said you can’t prove anything, I said Alison, she said Daddy I have all the records showing that and much more. I remember to have heard two persons talking to each other but I could not remember hearing words. “Mommy's big, strong Cock Sucking son is going to be okay.” We then finished showering and drying. "Please make sure Daddy and mom don't find out!" she said looking at the door. It was a great time for me, but only if I could finally fucking get laid, a blow job, a kiss… anything… it was an everyday struggle… and frankly I thought my right hand would eventually fall off, the amount of times I jerked off. My hands grab the underside of her thighs, pressing them up against her sides, lifting her hips and giving me a different angle to drive my cock inside her. (An Incestuous Harem Story) I took him down again then twisted his arm up his back. Like in the movies?" Lay still I need to fetch the “Thank you.” she said in a small voice.