I felt his hot breath against my neck. His purring filled my ears. Moans shot past my lips as he rode me like the savage beast that he was. It was a p...ounding unlike any I had ever received. It was overpowering, all-consuming. My lovers rock-hard cock was all I could think of. The feel of it drilling me was such an intense feeling I felt my head spin. Arousal coursed through my veins, threatening to make me climax at any moment. But I held on tight, refusing to let it happen just yet. I only. I frantically feel around for the keys, my hands finally succeeding to clutch the cool metallic object, the lanyard cord swinging back and forth in the heated frenzy. With much effort, I manage to insert the key. The door opens, and we blindly stumble through. The first piece of furniture we encounter, is the table in the front hall. You slam me against it, and I scream out in both surprise and pleasure. You climb upon me, pushing me down against the cold glass, until I’m lying down across it.. Nice and slow. There we go. Now, you have two choices. You can be converted with the Converter here. Or you can be Atomized with this. Your choice. I really don’t want to have to clean up any more remains, so those are your options. Choose wisely, my friends,” I instructed the mere twenty or thirty odd survivors of the assault.“I ... will be converted,” Jessamine Wilcox, Milan’s elder daughter, agreed.“Jess ... no ... don’t! It’s the Mark of the Beast. You’ll never come back from that!” Milan. Yes, I wanted her as much as I wanted life itself - and she knew it! How she knew I'll never know, but know she did; it was obvious in the way she touched me whenever we came close and it was obvious in every look and gesture she made whenever we were in the same room together. The husky way she said "Hi Dad" or "Goodbye Dad" and the way her lips would linger when she kissed my cheek fairly screamed out to me "I know!"I finally reached a point where I had to avoid being around her and I began.