I found that the door was locked and thought of going back to my home. When i returned i heard uncle’s voice . Later i heard mom responding to him. ...So i thought she might have entered through back door and i was shocked to see that even that was closed. I started to feel elevated heartbeats and can’t control my breath. I decided to listen to their conversations but it was not clear as all the windows were locked. Suddenly i found that they have moved into a living room from their voices. I. I could see it going further and further into her and between her two beautiful cunt lips. What a wonderful sight and sensation.Then Sally began to fuck me from the top rocking back and forward at first, then lifting her bum up and down so her cunt massaged my cock, this was awesome – I would never have imagined that fucking like we had been doing could give me so much pleasure and it seems the girls as well.Jan said how is it Sal.You are right he is fantastic – you can really feel his cock in. Even small events ofthe previous day have been written down in a small neat handwriting. Ifsomeone would take a look it probably would appear if Trisha has troublewith her memory. As if she couldn't remember the day before. Which,incidentally, wasn't that far off the truth.Having read the last entry she got up to prepare for the day. A showerwas first. Including washing her hair. Normally it would have been dueyesterday, but as always Trisha has pushed it onto her. Sighing she gotto work. In a. The crude goat head carved in an old oak. ‘F + M 4-EVER’ hacked into an ancient pine. Trudging through dead needles and acorns, she remembered. This was no random forest. This was the forest. The forest Fred and his shit friends thought it would be funny to kill her in. Looking past the trees, she saw the outline of the shack. Her crumbling salvation lay straight ahead, its open arms leading her into its gaping maw.Pushing aside bright yellow police tape, she hurried inside. Only the roof’s.