Your eyes were a fiery red tha could see into the heart of any man. You had a mighty 12' thick cock that was permanently erect. All this was due to yo...ur lust demon heritage. Though not as strong as your father's, you too had lust powers which enabled you to inflame the passions of anyone you touched. You had no name and was simply referred to as "Warlord" by others.As you reached adulthood, you found out the whole reason of your birth. Your demon father wanted to turn the world into a one of. She moaned, grabbed my hair with both her hands and clenched them into fists. She pushed my head away from her. Her eyes locked on to mine and she shook her head no. I bit her neck and the top of her shoulder and growled again, louder this time, “Say my name!” She shook, moaned and stuttered, “N-n-no.” I ripped open her bathrobe and mauled her breasts. I squeezed them hard as I pressed them tight against her chest. She pushed my mouth down to her exposed breasts. Her fingers gripped my hair. ” “Mark helped her climb off of Brad and then gave her a big hug. I’m so happy you will be working here.” Brad smiled up at her, “I hope someday you can stay right there afterward, that was nice holding you.” “Oh, how sweet,” she leaned down and kissed him on the lips. She could feel the results of her “interview” with the guys begin its journey down her thighs and ass cheeks so she snatched her panties off of the chair and hurried to the restroom again. When she returned, she was wearing. “It’s Damon. We met at lunch.” Em was uncharacteristically taken aback. “Oh,” she said, “What are you here for?” The voice responded, “I rather think I’m here for you.” Em's mouth went dry. She opened the door. “You’d better come in then,” she said, her nipples hardening and her pussy getting moist. He entered the room and closed the door behind him, then took her hand and led her to the sofa. “Forgive me,” he said. “You have the air of a woman who would enjoy a surprise. You won’t be here.