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Sign of the Times Part 16 & 17

Date: 1/23/2016, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Group Sex, Incest, Author: mountian299, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

We put the hay in laid a white sheet and put him in and closed the coffin I took the machine and lifted the coffin and the boys help me guide it in place. They watched me take four pieces of fire wood to rest the coffin on Gina was crying outside the fence she was very close to John as was Sabrina and Jamie who he taught everything in the garage to. Brad Jr. “Go tell them we are ready,” and most of the family gathered on the road outside the fence. Melody, Cindy, Sara, Britney, Bridget, Judy and I were at their grave site Melody gave me a homemade CD reordering to play from the backhoe. John’s recording said, “My family I love you all and now I have both arms to use again, be not sad but happy for I could not have enjoyed a better life. My wife Melody fulfilled my dreams and my master and yours Brad Michel made this a home to be proud of. If you are listening to this I have passed as it should be. I want to be buried I vacant space from my brother Steve and hope that master Brad will rest between us when his time comes. I want my wife on the other side as I am sure Steve will want his by him then my children Cindy and Bridget. As you lower me please play this song, Old Rugged Cross it is my favourite, now master back to you, and goodbye.” I spoke and said, “To all the family that this man made all the money in the before time to buy this land put in the house and the garage that store most of our gear, without him we would not have existed.” “John invited his brother because ... he knew he needed the family to grow and make this home work. We are or I should say you are the product of that new civilization. Always remember what John and Melody has done for us all. Now all of us well say the Lord’s Prayer,” and then played the CD that sang the Old Rugged Cross and we that new it sang what we could with the CD player from the backhoe. Bradford lowered the casket slowly and finished as the song did Brad Jr. Pulled the ropes from the casket and Melody through the first shovel foot of dirt, and then the immediate family. Each one of the entire family took a turn and there was little left for the backhoe to do. The family brought out tables sandwiches and tea for us all and us seniors as we were now referred to were asked to join the family outside where stories of John and how the intertwined with us all. Cindy had some of her daughters and Sara had some of hers on High guard. They were on the roof of the barn and sheds all with 306 rifles. I looked at Sara and Cindy they just smiled. It was like when John and I were talking, Cindy didn’t just happen to be there she was guarding us, and if I had of looked I bet there would be more. Cindy and I got to talk after things started to calm down. And she said, “No one ever is getting at this family Sara and I have this whole family guarded 24/ 7.” We went inside and Britney had the tea on Melody sat quietly on the coach. I joined her and she fell apart crying, “Let it out my wife he was a good man and we shall ...