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Totally not stalling post.
🕑 Added 2018-10-16 19:28:35 +0000 UTC Sorry I don't have any other big updates. >.< I just haven't been productive these last few days.I wrote this for a friend tho, just a really quick thing he wanted. So i thought I'd share.
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(contains slight scat)
On the day of John's funeral, no tears were shed. Surrounding the casket that was soon to be lowered, the young white man's friends and family stood around chatting gleefully, remarking on how nice the day was. Even Sarah, John's girlfriend was in attendance, happily ensuring that no gloom came over such a pleasant occasion.
"This has turned out to be, ughh, such a good day," said John's father, grunting as he thrust himself into Sarah's tight pussy.
She braced herself against the tombstone, nearly drooling from the pleasure of the man's thick cock. "So good," she moaned, having little other thoughts.
Behind the father a line had formed. Friends of John's, relatives, even the gravekeeper, all were ready to fuck the dead man's girlfriend.
"Damn," said a relative, watching as the casket was unceremoniously lowered into the earth, "It's weird ... I'm not really upset that he's dead."
"I know right?" said another.
"In fact, maybe it's just watching his girl get fucked, but I think John being dead is actually turning me on."
"Hey you're not the only one, It feels good to see him in the ground. That hole he's in just looks like a big septic tank to me."
By now John's father had finished with his girlfriend, blowing his load inside her pussy with a roar before pulling out, and grinning as his cum leaked down her thighs, dripping onto the tombstone.
There we no complaints after everyone finished with Sarah, fucking her enough that she couldn't walk, and instead needed to be held up as everyone began to conclude the funeral.
"Good riddance," said one of John's friend, holding his cock and aiming into the hole.
Another friend on the other side had dropped his pants completely, bending over at the wast and aiming his ass over the casket. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind if I took a dump in the hole."
"That's not a bad idea," said John's father, turning around and bending over, spreading his cheeks while everyone else began pissing across the casket.
Even Sarah, held up as she was, arced her piss into the air and across the casket below. Laughter, joy and fun was had in those moments, watching as John's father grunted out a messy pile that splattered below onto the casket, as did his friend, the filth plopping onto the wood in comical fashion.
"See ya, loser," said another, spitting in the hole before turning to leave.
It wasn't long and the rest did the same, happily leaving the graveyard as the hole was filled in with dirt by a bulldozer. Even when the driver accidentally hit the gravestone, only laughter was had, seeing John's name shattered and knocked into the dirt.
It had been a good day.
