The corrupt mother enjoys the show

The Feast Begins

Beatrice dropped to her knees without hesitation, her lithe hands trembling as they settled in her lap. Stefano released the pale blonde's hair, stepping back to admire his handiwork—mother and daughter, both on their knees, both his breeding sows.

Vanessa was already panting, her cunt dripping anew at the sight of her daughter’s submission.

"Mom…" Beatrice whispered, her voice shaky.

"It’s okay, baby," Vanessa murmured, her trance-laced voice soft, reassuring. "Just… let him take you. It feels so good."

Beatrice’s breath hitched, her gaze flicking to Stefano’s cock, her lips parting unconsciously.

Stefano chuckled, his claws trailing down his own abdomen, stroking his length lazily.

"Open," he commanded.

Beatrice obeyed, her mouth falling open, her tongue peeking out in silent offering.

Stefano stepped forward, his glans brushing her lips, smearing tainted precum across her mouth.

"Lick."

Beatrice whimpered, but her tongue darted out, lapping at the salty bead of fluid. The taste exploded on her tongue—musky, primal, intoxicating—and her eyes rolled back as a shudder wracked her body.

"F-Fuck…"

Stefano growled, his hand fisting in her hair again, yanking her forward until his cock slid past her lips, stretching her mouth wide.

"That’s it, take it deep," he hissed, his hips rolling forward, forcing himself down her throat.

Beatrice gagged, tears springing to her eyes as her airway closed around him, her nose pressed against his scaled abdomen.

Vanessa moaned beside them, her fingers dipping between her own thighs, rubbing her clit as she watched her daughter **** on Stefano’s cock.

"S-Such a good girl…" Vanessa panted, her hips bucking into her own touch.

Stefano groaned, his free hand groping Vanessa’s breast, his claws pinching her nipple as he fucked Beatrice’s face with slow, brutal thrusts.

"You love watching her, don’t you?" he growled, his voice thick with lust.

Vanessa nodded desperately, her cunt clenching around nothing.

"Y-Yes! Fuck, yes!"

Stefano snarled, his hips snapping forward, burying himself to the hilt in Beatrice’s throat.

*Glock!*

*Glock!*

The slender beauty's throatpussy stretched around the incubus' girth, her ****, hungry gagging filled the slutty bimbo mom, Vanessa with unprecedented lust. Stefano could smell the rot, how his corruption was taking root in his haughty milf neighbour's mind, she just needed a push,

"Then beg for it."