He tells her to line up a shot and he will help. She leans over and he gets behind her and leans into her whispering in her ear. His crotch is right i... her ass and he is holding her waist. I see her work her ass into him as she takes the shot. He moves his hands to her tits as she shoots. She misses and he tells her to try again. She is still bent over he has one hand pinching her nipple, his other hand is on her ass. He whispers to her and she turns around dropping to her knees and pulls his. Would he know this had transpired? Should she stop him now before things go too far?She couldn’t. It felt too good. And she hoped he wouldn’t know a thing when he awoke.Faster and faster he fingered her privates. Emilia’s breathing quickened. Softly, she moaned, louder than she intended. She hoped she wouldn’t wake him.“Ooh, Sarah,” he repeated. Emilia hoped she was not doing anything to alert her brother’s unconscious mind that she was not Sarah. She lay as still as she could, but his. We had invited another couple we knew and bumped into them on the way down which made things easier. We met the host outside the house and he directed us to the elevator. We went down a few levels and as the doors opened were met with about eight people. The next couple of hours was spent talking to different couples, many of which were older than us. There were however two couples around our age which we immediately clicked with. Up to this point we had no intention of playing with any other. The pants followed and then the bra. I made sure to stare into her read eyes. Her tear stained face looked back at me. I placed the scissors at her hips snipping both edges of her panties. Then I moved up and slid them straight own. Making sure to enter her slit, I finally cut away the last of her clothing. The last of her old life was gone, she was mine. I smiled and placed my hand over her mouth and nose for the final time. I let the smelling salts rest under her nose and had her wake up. I.