"Hey, you are alive?" Frost said as soon as his brother opened the door."Oh hey, Freya, you are here too?" He looked behind Emille to see Freya."Com'on in." He ushered them in."How did it go? Both of you look horrible!" Frost added.He pulled Freya in a hug. There was never too much chemistry between both of them. One minute he'd be with her, the next, he's flirting with a random hot chick at the bar."You good?" Frost asked Freya. She nodded.Emille made himself comfortable on the couch."Get me an ice pack and something strong to drink." Emille requested."How about you, should I get you something strong too?" Frost turned to Freya. "No, just water. I need to pick phelix up." Freya said. Phelix was their son's name. She'd usually leave him at her friend's place whenever she had to be somewhere. She could not trust Gerald with the boy."Ok," Gerald went to the kitchen. Freya and Emille sat down quietly without saying anything to each other. They rarely spoke by the way.Frost ret

"I love you." He added. She opened her eyes and held his gaze."Then show me." She whispered back. Immediately the words escaped her mouth, she regretted saying it, causing her to blush. But the tingles in the pit of her tummy and the heat in-between her legs betrayed her.Brantley chuckled at her boldness. He loved it. It was the invitation he was waiting for…he had been longing for. He leaned in and captured her warm tender lips. She opened her mouth and welcomed him.He was in no rush___clearly ignoring the loud call of his hardness down there. He took his time and sucked her lips passionately, preying her mouth more open with his tongue as he led it to explore her mouth.Her hand that was resting on his back found its way around his neck.Mila melted in his arms. She wanted to get closer to him. She pressed her body against his, pulling him closer by his neck. It was the closest they could get, but she wanted more, they both wanted to get closer than this…they wanted their bodie

"Bend over!" He ordered. His countenance changed.Mila obeyed like a good girl.She bent over the bed with her ass hunched up to him and her pink cunt on display.He got down on his knees and kissed her pussy savagely, sucking and pulling her pussy lips.She moaned and raised one of her legs. She just could not describe what she felt, but all she knew was that she wanted him to take her to the point where she'd have no choice but to let go."Hmmm, yess !" Mila could not contain her screams any more when he spanked her butt and immediately dipped his fingers in her cunt.She loved the intrusion, but she wanted something bigger.It was as though he read her thoughts. Because he pulled out his fingers and stood up on his feet.She knew what was coming next, she braced herself for it, hunching her butt up more and deepening the hollow made by her back.He held her butt cheeks apart, spreading them. Without any warning, he drove himself in in one goal."Ah…!" Mila moaned in pleasure. Fin

"Doc, how is he?" Mila ran up to the doctor.Everyone listened attentively.The doctor held a sorrowful look on his face. Mila, just like everyone else knew what the look meant, but she chose to ignore it…'perhaps it was just bad news, not terrible news.' she consoled herself."I'm sorry but he did not make it!"Everyone looked at the doctor casually, expecting him to say something more…except Brantley, he glued his eyes on Mila for her reaction__any reaction. She was still expecting. The news had not sunk in."So you mean that he'll never talk again?" Carl asked."I'm sorry but he is gone." The doctor said it one more time, calmly of course, but enunciating every word so that it sunk into their heads."Wait wait, hold up a minute!" Mila took a step forward, raising her palm in front of the doctor. A deep frown grazed her temple as she shook her head in denial."What do you mean by, 'HE IS GONE'?" She raised her voice.The doctor drew in a deep breath. He knew that it was always a big

"Yes I do, the one with whom I said attends the same support group as my Mom right? That's the only person I figured out that you'll be interested in from that day." He added the later part when he saw the puzzled look on her face."Oh, yeah. Uhmmm, I want to meet her." Brant raised his brows. 'It was strange though, he knew that Mila could meet anyone at any time if she wanted to, why was she asking him?'"You can meet her anytime, I think." Brant was not sure if he was answering her right "I know that. Where is the support group being held?" Mila asked.'Just what had come over her today?' Brant thought. The Mila he knew would definitely have already tracked the lady down and waited for her on a faithful afternoon or evening in her garage, in the backseat of her car.Brantley could not hold back his curiosity. "We both know that if you want to know everything about her, you will, right? So why are you asking me?" He tilted his head to the side."Yes, but I'm trying to do things lik