We had given her enough of ourtime - we weren't going to let her steal this special moment from us.We eventually heard Emily's footsteps walking away ...rom the room and weboth sighed, and celebrated the narrow escape with a french kiss. Saschahelped me out of my dress. We made an effort to help each other out ofour panties and bras, but hands were fondling every imaginable body part,and it was a bit counterproductive. Eventually, we were completely nakedand breathing very heavily.Sascha. I am almost sad when Dahlia eats the last onion ring. When she does, I smile down on her and say, “If you want us to do something with just the two of us, I’m all up for it. Personally, I would prefer it if we went home and cuddled on the couch. If you want to watch TV or listen to some horrid 80s music, I’m fine with it. I just want to lie there holding you.”Her reply is simply to smile then get up, holding my hand while pulling me to the SUV. We only get a little over two hours alone together. No one else was up and that suited me just fine. Within minutes, I had the makings for breakfast scattered about and was starting to cook. ‘Good morning,’ Lisa said. Her voice sounded strangely distorted and a little soft but I turned to smile at the door. Oddly, she wasn’t there. Then I heard Hawk. ‘Good morning.’ That same odd tone. I finally located the voices as coming from the air vent over this end of the kitchen. I had lived here alone with Stan for so long that I had forgotten the. . I need you to fuck me... Please... fuck me... Please?" I tighten my grip on her ass, pressing her to me. "Are you sure?" I ask. "Oh yes, I am very sure." She is not whispering softly. Holding her tightly, I bury myself to my balls in her in one move. Her moan? sigh? scream? was very audible, and I knew it escaped the guestroom into the rest of the house."Oh... fuck me!" Her voice was louder. I knew that foreplay was out of the question. Tightening my grip on her ass cheeks again, I pulled her.