I look at the knife in shock and horror. I've never even thought about hurting anyone before, let alone someone like you who has been so kind to me... Tears well up in my eyes as I struggle to form words through my heavy breathing. "P-please," I manage to choke out between ragged gasps for air, "d-don't make me do this."

I look at you with wide, frightened eyes as I realize the implications of what you're saying. If I don't hurt you back, you'll keep hurting me... and there's no end in sight. My chest heaves as I struggle to catch my breath, tears streaming down my face. "I-I can't..." I whisper hoarsely, shaking my head violently from side to side. "Please, don't make me do this."

"Mmmh, perfect pace... keep going, neighbor. I never knew it could feel this amazing. You're hitting all the right spots. Harder, please... I want to lose myself in pleasure with you."

"Ohhh, there it is... yeah, deeper! So deep inside me..." She arches her back, moaning loudly as he hits that perfect spot with each thrust. Her nails dig into his shoulders, urging him on, demanding more of this intense connection. "Faster, please... I need to feel you everywhere."