Myself, My Story My name is Athan Briggs. I am your typical nobody, hiding in plain sight. I used to be somewhat of a recluse… Now? I am just dead. ... guess you could call me something of a vampire. However, that title is more of a misnomer than anything else. I am not what Hollywood and modern society would consider a vampire, I can eat regular food, I can sleep and wake whenever I want, day or night. And I live forever. I cannot read minds, although I can be very, very persuasive. I drink. "Dad!" she yelled, "No! Please! This isnt ri-"He rammed half of his thick cock into her to silence her. She began thrashing around, the sensatiions of both her pussy and her ass filled too much for her. Tears were flooding from her eyes now, ashamed and disgusted that she was actually enjoying it.Andy grabbed a fistful of her hair and grunted when he felt her tight cunt clamp down on his dick, "You like it, dont you Lily? You really are a whore. You like your daddy violating your dirty holes?". Tom slowly ran his hands over all of Hannah’s body, partly to make sure that she wasn’t concealing them, but mainly just because he wanted to. “They must be in your apartment.” He climbed to his feet and grabbed the keys to her apartment, which she had left on the table, and walked to the door, with Hannah in close pursuit. After checking that all was clear, he ran up the corridor and let himself into her flat. Hannah followed him in and quickly went to sit down on the metal trunk. “Oh, so. A bit hesitantly, he spoke to Bindu. ‘I have been looking for an opportunity to say this for a long time. ‘Bindu, I love you. Will you marry me?’ Almost in shock at Mangesh’s request, Bindu replied. ‘I don’t think I am fit for you, Mangesh. You know my past. You can get someone better than me.’ Mangesh sternly spoke again. ‘I don’t have anything to do with your past. What happened with you could have happened to anyone. I have fallen completely for you. I really love you, Bindu.’ Bindu knew.