Abigail knew herself guilty of causing the death of Constance. She knelt in the dirt and prayed to God that He would accept her back into His arms. Bu... day after day, year after year, He did not reply.Abigail’s life became more and more austere as she abandoned nearly everything but her prayers. The villagers began to bring food and leave it in baskets at her door, for she had ceased caring for herself.All of the villagers were haunted by the silent tree on the hill. Every day, the script burnt. I trust you will enjoy the evening.” Her gaze swept over Ellen. “And here we have our beautiful Ellen again. Tell me, this is a Wilson creation, isn’t it? I knew it! Well, enjoy yourself! Ah! There is Lord Liverpool!”And off she was greeting another guest on this, her most important night of the year. But her big moment was yet to come. Another half hour later, the butler announced the next guests, and even he sounded excited.“His Royal Highness, Louis of Bavaria, Miss Anita Heyworth!”There was. Now, as Henry kept ramming his prick into her pussy, Patty was conscious of how stretched and itchy her asshole felt, how red and sore her shit sphincter had grown from accepting the pile-driving thrusts of Henry's cock. It hurt to have a sore, violently reamed asshole, but it felt good at the same time. Now Patty's asshole was tingling and throbbing along with her pussy, responding lewdly every time young Henry rammed his cock to the hilt in her cunt."Oh, Henry! Ungggh! You're making me so. I finished clearing up and took it all home, later in the evening I bought the box inside and opened it up, surprised i found granddads porn videos from the early 90's, all looked to be pretty standard stuff of the time. But in the bottom of the box were 3 video tapes that had nothing on them, I took one over and put it in the video machine and pressed play. The tape was blank to start with and then it came on showing the lounge floor in my grandparents home, I could hear granddad talking from.