"You haven't told anyone about us, have you, Babe?"She pulled slightly away and looked up at me. "NO! My dad would kill me if he knew about you!" I sm...led."Not even your best friend?" Not exactly. I told her there was a boy I liked but I didn't tell her a lot about you." Good, keep it that way. You need to keep what we do a secret. If anyone finds out about us, they'll make us stay away from each other and I don't want that. You don't want that either, do you?"She shook her head. "I didn't. You have been flitting between one state and another for the past six weeks.”“I have been unconscious for six weeks? The last I remember is sitting in a chair at Greenaway’s Farm, and then nothing.”“You have slept a great deal of the time, but you have also been up and about walking, and eating. Sometimes you were quite rational, but then would relapse into muttering to yourself, and talking about Woody as if he were alive...” She paused, “and of Caroline, as if she too was still alive. Zinnia. Reaching under her Darla buried her fingers into her wet hole and rubbed herself wildly as her arse was steadily fucked. The feeling building within her was amazing; pleasure flowed from both her naughty holes as she had both of them filled. She felt him thickening inside of her and his breathing started to deepen, she knew he was getting close and called out to him. ‘’Edward…don’t stop…FILL MY ASS!’’ His groans loudened and he dropped down over her, his head behind her shoulder as he kept. She just stared at me. ‘…’ ‘Listen, V…’ my head started spinning. I was about to tell her how I felt about her but just couldn’t seem to get the words out. ‘What? What is it?’ She asked. I sighed, then looked up at the stars. ‘I’m glad I met you too.’ I said, and placed my hand on top of hers. Our eyes connected and I suddenly felt I could look at her without my heart racing or having angry butterflies in my stomach. No, now the feeling was different. I still had butterflies, but they seemed.