Great threesome sex with his daughter and Miranda!!

THE CHANGING ROOM ORGY – A TRIO OF RUINED MINDS

The Summoning – A Daughter’s Blind Devotion

The boutique’s changing stall door clicked shut behind Rebecca, sealing the three of them in a mirrored chamber thick with the musk of sex and the metallic tang of virgin blood. Stefano’s eight-inch cock—still glistening with Miranda’s fluids, still pulsing with the aftershocks of her deflowering—twitched against his thigh as Rebecca’s emerald eyes locked onto it.

Her pupils dilated, her breath hitching, her fingers trembling at her sides. The scent assaulted her—thick, tainted incubus seed mixed with the coppery sweetness of Miranda’s broken hymen—and her body reacted before her mind could protest.

"Papa…" she whispered, her soft contralto already slurred, the pale vixen's tongue darting out to wet her lips.

Stefano smiled, his fingers carding through her fiery red curls, his other hand resting possessively on Miranda’s bare hip. The raven-haired beauty lay sprawled across the velvet bench, her legs splayed obscenely, her pussy gaping, his cum dripping in thick rivulets down her thighs.

But Rebecca didn’t see her.

The Osiris Ring pulsed, its violet-pink light bleeding into Stefano’s gaze as he rewrote reality in Rebecca’s mind.

Miranda wasn’t there.

Just the scent.

Just the need.

"Clean me, darling," Stefano murmured, his voice a velvet blade sliding between her ribs.

Rebecca dropped to her knees without hesitation, her hands gripping his thighs, her lips parting as she leaned forward, her tongue lapping at the head of his cock with a whimper.

"Mmm… fuck…" she moaned, her eyes fluttering shut as the taste exploded across her tongue—salt, musk, power. Her pussy clenched, her own arousal soaking through her skirt, her tattoo—a coiled serpent mirroring Maria’s—pulsing violet-pink beneath the fabric.

Stefano groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair, his hips jerking forward, feeding her another inch.

"That’s it, sweetheart. Take it deep."

Rebecca obeyed, her throat opening for him, her nose pressing against his pelvis as she swallowed him to the root. Her gag reflex—erased by weeks of conditioning—allowed her to breathe around him, her nostrils flaring as she inhaled his scent, her addiction deepening with every **** suck.

Miranda watched, her dark eyes glazed, her fingers plunging into her own ruined cunt, her hips bucking against nothing as she relived the stretch of Stefano’s cock.

"S-Stefano… more…" she whimpered, her voice raw.

Stefano grinned, his free hand gripping Miranda’s wrist, yanking her fingers from her pussy and shoving them into Rebecca’s hair.

"Show her how to worship," he commanded, his voice layered with compulsion.

Miranda moaned, her body arching, her tits bouncing as she guided Rebecca’s head, forcing her friend’s face deeper into Stefano’s groin.

Rebecca gagged—not from the cock in her throat, but from the flood of cum dripping from Miranda’s cunt onto her forehead, her nose, her tongue.

"Lick it up," Stefano ordered, his voice a demon’s purr.

Rebecca’s perception warped further.

The cum wasn’t dripping from a person.

It was just… there. A puddle. A gift.

Her tongue darted out, lapping at the mess on her face, her moans muffled by Stefano’s cock as she swallowed every drop.

"Good girl," Stefano praised, his fingers tightening in her hair.

Miranda whimpered, her own fingers digging into Rebecca’s scalp, her cunt clenching around nothing, her orgasm building again as she watched her friend **** herself.

The mirrors fogged, the air thick with steam and musk, the stall transformed into a den of sin.

The Breeding – Pounding his daughter's cervix again

Stefano yanked Rebecca up by her hair, the slender vixen's luscious lips peeling off his cock with a wet lurid pop, her pretty face flushed, her eyes glazed.

"On your hands and knees," he growled, his voice rough with lust.

Rebecca obeyed, her skirt hiked up, the young woman's thong ripped away by Miranda’s eager hands, her tight pussy exposed—pink, glistening, dripping.

"Fuck, you are so wet for your daddy..."

Stefano gripped his cock, slapping it against her folds, the middle-aged man's precum mixing with her arousal, the scent intoxicating.

"P-Papa… please…" Rebecca begged, her voice broken.

Stefano plunged.

Rebecca screamed, her back arching, her cunt stretching around him, her walls fluttering as he bottomed out in one brutal thrust.

"F-FUCK! AH!"

Miranda watched, her fingers plunging back into her own cunt, the raven haired vixen’s moans a chorus with Rebecca’s as Stefano pounded into her cervix.

*PLAP!*

*PLAP!!*

*PLAP!*

His hips slammed forward making the young woman’s bubble butt jiggle, the middle-aged man’s balls slapping against the young slut’s clit with every snap of his pelvis.

"You’re mine, Rebecca," Stefano snarled, his voice layered with hypnosis, the words searing into her mind. "You’ll always be mine."

Rebecca nodded, her mind breaking, her soul yielding, her tattoo blazing as Stefano’s cock swelled inside her, his knot forming, locking her in place.

"Cum for me, sweetheart," he ordered, his deep baritone charged with corrupt charisma.

Rebecca shattered, the young woman's cunt clenching hard against her dad's fat throbbing shaft, her orgasm ripping through her as Stefano flooded his daughter's hungry womb with his tainted seed, the incubus' creamy load gushing in thick, scalding ropes, her belly rounding slightly under the sheer volume.

"O-Ohmygod, so much cum..."

Miranda crawled forward, her tongue lapping at the mess dripping from Rebecca’s stretched pussy, her moans muffled by the flood of cum.

"Hmmph!!"

Stefano groaned, his cock hardening again, his hunger unsated.

"Again," he commanded.

And they obeyed.

The Aftermath – A Family Transformed

The boutique’s staff knocked an hour later, their voices laced with concern.

"Signore? Is everything alright in there?"

Stefano smoothed Rebecca’s skirt, his fingers brushing Miranda’s hair back into place, his hypnosis erasing the evidence of their sin.

"Perfect," he called, his voice charming, normal.

The girls blinked, their minds hazy, their bodies sore, their wombs heavy with his seed.

"Let’s go home," Stefano murmured, his voice a promise.

And they followed.

The boutique's cleaners would have a nightmare to deal with...

The Return Home – A Family Transformed

The walk back to the villa was silent.

Miranda limped slightly, the pale vixen's womb heavy with Stefano’s seed, her mind rewired to crave his touch.

Rebecca hummed, his daughter's luscious red lips stained with her friend’s juices, her addiction deepened.

And Stefano?

He smiled.

The Osiris Ring pulsed, its power growing.

BREED

DOMINATE

CORRUPT

Antonio would be so proud of his daughter...