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Chapter 112 by Jojoo763 Jojoo763

Rebecca takes a nap on her dad's lap, what could possibly go wrong?

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THE SLEEPING BEAUTY'S AWAKENING

The Accidental Pillow

Rebecca stirred from her nap with the slow, syrupy awareness of someone caught between dreams and reality. The living room was bathed in the golden-orange glow of sunset, casting long shadows across the plush carpet. Her cheek was pressed against something warm, something firm—something that throbbed rhythmically beneath her skin.

She blinked, her lashes fluttering against the rough fabric of Stefano's sweatpants. The scent of him—incubus musk, sandalwood, and something distinctly male—filled her nostrils.

And then—

Oh.

Her breath hitched.

There was no mistaking the hard, heated length straining against her luscious red lips.

Rebecca froze, the pale vixen's heart hammering against her ribs.

Daddy's...

Her first instinct was to jerk away, to feign waking up with an innocent gasp, to pretend she hadn’t noticed. But something—some deep, dark curiosity—rooted her in place.

Stefano’s fingers carded absently through her strawberry-blonde waves, his other hand holding a book, his breathing steady.

He thinks I’m still asleep.

The realization sent a forbidden thrill down her spine.

The Hypnotic Suggestion

The Osiris ring pulsed against Stefano’s finger, its golden hieroglyphs glowing faintly in the dim light.

"Stay still, darling," Stefano murmured, his deep baritone layered with hypnotic command.

Rebecca’s eyelids fluttered, her body obeying before her mind could protest.

Stefano shifted slightly, his cock pressing more insistently against her lips. Rebecca whimpered softly, her breath coming in shallow puffs against the dampening fabric.

"Such a good girl," Stefano praised, his rough fingers tightening in her hair. "Always so perfect for Daddy."

Rebecca’s thighs clenched, her core aching with a need she couldn’t name.

Stefano’s free hand tugged at the waistband of his sweatpants, freeing his cock with a low groan.

Rebecca’s lips parted on instinct, her breath hitching as the thick, veined length slid against her mouth.

"Fuck," Stefano hissed, his hips jerking forward.

The head of his cock brushed her lips, smearing precum across her skin.

Rebecca trembled.

The Corruption Deepens

Stefano’s grip on her hair tightened, guiding her forward.

"Open," he commanded.

Rebecca moaned, her luscious cocksucking pillow lips parting obediently.

"Hmmmph!"

The first inch of his fat cock pressed into her mouth, the taste of salt and musk exploding across the slender beauty's tongue. Rebecca’s emerald eyes rolled back, her throat clenching instinctively as Stefano pushed deeper.

"That’s it," Stefano groaned, his hips rocking forward. "Take it, Rebecca. Take Daddy’s cock."

Rebecca whimpered, her fingers twisting in the fabric of his shirt.

She should pull away.

She should be horrified.

But the Osiris ring hummed, its power coiling around her will, whispering:

You were made for this.

Stefano thrust deeper, the head of his cock bumping the back of her throat. Rebecca gagged, tears springing to her eyes, but Stefano didn’t stop.

"Swallow it, piccolina," he ordered, his voice rough with lust.

Rebecca obeyed.

The Moral Collapse

Stefano fucked her mouth with slow, deliberate strokes, the sinful father's fat cock stretching his daughter's luscious red lips, filling her to the brim.

*Glock!*

*Glock!!*

*Glock!*

Rebecca’s nose pressed against his pelvis, the redhead vixen's throatpussy convulsing around him. Tears streamed down her cheeks, her mascara smearing, her innocence crumbling with every wet slide of his length.

"Look at me," Stefano growled.

Rebecca’s emerald eyes fluttered open, meeting her dad's hazel gaze—dark, predatory, hungry.

"You love this, don’t you?"

Rebecca moaned around him, her fat pussy dripping.

"Hmmmph!!"

Stefano grinned, his thumb brushing her tear-streaked cheek.

"Such a dirty slut."

The middle-aged man's hips snapped forward, his throbbing cock plunging down her throat. Rebecca choked, her body arching, the pale beauty's manicured nails digging into his thighs.

Stefano groaned, his release building.

"Swallow every drop, Rebecca."

The Osiris ring flared.

BREED

CORRUPT

DOMINATE

Rebecca screamed around him as he came hard down his daughter's throatpussy, hot thick ropes of tainted cum filling the young woman's stomach.

The Aftermath – Sweetness Restored

Later, when the last rays of sunlight had faded and the living room was bathed in darkness, Rebecca stirred against Stefano’s lap, the young woman's lips swollen, her throat sore.

"D-Did I fall asleep, Daddy?" she murmured, her erotic contralto soft, innocent.

Stefano stroked her hair, his other hand resting on her toned thigh.

"Yeah... just for a little while, darling."

The Osiris ring glowed faintly, its power ensuring she wouldn’t remember the way she’d gagged on his cock.

"Huu, it must have been a dream then..."

But her sinful body wouldn't forget, his daughter's lace panties were still drenched...

And on her lips, the tangy taste of her father's creamy thick load lingered.

The corruption branded deep in Rebecca's ****.

Dusk falls, Osiris Champion moves on with his ...

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