I saw her eyes water, noticed tears forming in the corner. Two, three seconds and I was already rethinking this. And then her words hit me again: “N... lub. No stopping. No mercy. Fuck me and HARD!”, and I realized – unlike any other time this wasn’t for her to get off. This was Sara’s sick way of showing me just how much she loved me. I could not reject this.I pulled out abruptly and completely just to hammer back in. Slower at first, I started ramping up in speed gradually. This was a tight fit. She stepped into the elevator, pressed the 7th floor's button and leaned her back against the wall closing her eyes and waiting for the door to open. ding The door opened, she stepped out of the elevator, turned to her right and unlocked the door to apartment 702. The door swung open and she took off off her shoes she had just had new carpet. We,d had to keep our radio on in case of any emergencies, but decided to head back as the fish suddenly stopped biting. As we were putting the equipment back in the International Harvester pickup we were surprised as a late model Lincoln Continental pulled up beside us with two stunning young females we,d previously seen in nearby Lakota inside, Maria, statuesque blonde with big boobies and curvy bottom and “bedroom” eyes and her best friend Connie, brunette with long hair. Shapely tits and. She then went up the steps to get my coat. I got into her little car as it was warming up to take that ten minute drive to the train station. She stared talking non-stop about how worried she was I would say enough is enough and punch her husband's lights out. She went on and on about how he's not usually like that and the drinks must of got to him. I told her alcohol brings out the truth. She avoided that statement and told me how she searched my coat and seen my gun. She thought I was.