Vengeance is sweet when you breed the enemy's wife

THE RACIST MOTHER'S PUNISHMENT – A MASTER COURSE IN CORRUPTION

The moment the door swung open, Carmina Bassi's breath caught in her throat.

"W-What the fuck is this? Giovanni said..." A spiritual fragment, it seemed his girlfriend's mother was an accomplice in Kevin's ****.

This was really going to be fun.

There, standing on her immaculate San Salvario doorstep, was the ghost of Kevin Ngobe—grinning at her with too-white teeth, the half Nigerian man's dark skin gleaming under the foyer's chandelier, his muscular frame filling the doorway with an impossible presence. Behind him, their ruined daughter Cecilia stood with glazed eyes, the petite Italian beauty's once-pristine sundress now barely covering the obscene womb tattoo pulsing on her lower abdomen.

"Cecilia... What has this monster done to her!?"

Giovanni's espresso cup shattered on the marble floor.

"Y-you—" the old man choked, his face draining of color as he stumbled back. "This isn't possible—"

Stefano laughed—a sound like oil sliding over broken glass—and stepped forward. The air warped around him, his incubus power coiling through the room like a serpent.

"Oh, father-in-law," he purred, his voice layered with something not human. "You should've known better than to think a few street thugs could kill me."

Carmina's hazel eyes widened, the mature woman's plump lips parting as Stefano's gaze locked onto hers.

"You thought I was that weak? A man knocks up someone else's wife and you think I'm the cuck? No... You clearly have no idea of who you are dealing with!"

Perfect, the n***o was raving on their front door... Carmina was about to call up the police when it happened.

A purple glow covered her vision.

And then—

Images flooded her mind.

"FUCK!! YESS, FILL ME UP!!"

*PLAP!*

*PLAP!!*

*PLAP!*

Kevin's massive black cock sliding into Cecilia's tight pink pussy.

Her own fingers, creeping between her thick thighs as she secretly watched them from the hallway.

The way her husband's pathetic four-inch cock had never satisfied her.

Elisabetta moaned, her voluptuous body shivering as Stefano's corruption seeped into the sinful mom's mind. Her erotic contralto broke the pregnant silence,

"F-Fuck... What the hell was that!?"

Hehe... Stefano's rich baritone overflowed with hypnotic charisma as he dealt the final blow,

"Do you see now, slut? I'm not someone you can just take off the streets with a some pocket change... I'm the one who breeds!!"

Ok, they were more disgusted than awed... Except Cecilia of course, his slender girlfriend was looking at him with her usual worshipful gaze, no, wait. The tight slut was actually leering at his cock!

"N-no!" Giovanni roared, lunging forward—

Stefano flicked his wrist.

Giovanni froze mid-step, his limbs locking as if bound by invisible chains.

"Watch, cuck," Stefano growled, his borrowed muscles flexing as he yanked Elisabetta forward by her designer blouse. The fabric ripped, exposing her massive milky tits—her pink nipples already pebbling with perverse arousal.

Cecilia giggled, her grey eyes glazed as she dropped to her knees before her father.

"Daddy always liked watching," she murmured, her small hands unbuckling Giovanni's belt. "Let's give him a show."

Giovanni screamed behind his paralyzed lips as Stefano tore Carmina's skirt away, exposing her thick, dimpled ass—

"S-stupid n***—!" Elisabetta sobbed, even as her dripping cunt betrayed her.

Stefano grinned, his monstrous black cock slapping against her pale thighs. "Say that again when you're screaming on my dick, mamma."

And then he plunged in—hilting thirteen inches of big black cock into Carmina's virgin asshole in one brutal thrust.

"F-FUCK—!" she screeched, the Italian milf's massive tits jiggling as Stefano pounded her fat ass with relentless, brutal thrusts, her chubby body jolting with every savage snap of his hips.

*PLAP!!*

*PLAP!!*

*PLAP!!!*

Cecilia moaned, the slender beauty's lithe hands jerking her father's limp cock as she watched her mother get destroyed.

"Look at her, Daddy," she whispered, her grey eyes alight with malicious glee. "Mama's loving it."

And she was.

"O-Ohmygod, yes!!"

Carmina's hazel eyes rolled back as Stefano's girth stretched the sinful milf's tight rose bud, her plump body convulsing as her first anal orgasm ripped through her.

"T-take it, puttana!" Stefano growled, his balls slapping against her dripping cunt as he bred his girlfriend's mom, destroying the Italian whore's filthy ass.

"P-Please, stop this... I'm begging you!!"

Giovanni wept, a broken man, a shadow of his former self, the once proud family father moaned as his cock throbbed pathetically in Cecilia's grip, the old man's weak slimy seed leaking down his daughter's fingers—

"Ah, daddy, what a poor bastard you are... Are you really getting off to this?"

And with each pulse of Stefano's thick cum flooding Elisabetta's ruined hole, Giovanni's manhood shriveled—

An inch.

"N-No! What the hell is happening!?"

Then another.

"Sshh, don't fight it dad... This is for the best, here, don't cry..."

*Smooch!*

Giovanni came just as his daughter's luscious red lips touched his glans, painting Cecilia's chin with a few pathetic ropes,

"O-Ohmygod, daddy you are such a fucking pervert... Kevin will show you what a real man looks like."

Now only a nub remained.

The old fucker would think twice before crossing him again.

Stefano laughed, slapping Carmina's jiggling ass as his creamy tainted seed overflowed from her gaping hole.

"Welcome to the family, suoceri," he purred, his incubus crest burning to life on his mother in law's fat asscheek—

The final mark of ownership.