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Celine's mind was in a haze, her body overwhelmed by the sensations of pleasure coursing through her.

"Ahh…. Ugh... Eek! Nmh!"

Her unrestrained moans now echoed through the small space of the carriage, mingling with the sound of light rain outside.

Thrust...! Thrust...! Thrust!!

Celine's body trembled with each powerful thrust, her fingers gripping the carriage seat tightly.

Her breath came in short, ragged gasps, muffled by Isabella's hand still clamped over her mouth.

The first rays of sunlight began to filter through the slightly opened carriage window, casting a soft golden glow over their entwined bodies. Beads of sweat glistened on their skin, highlighting every curve and jiggle of flesh meeting flesh.

Lucian's pace quickened, his hips slamming against Celine's ass with increasing urgency.

He could feel the familiar tightening in his lower abdomen, signaling his impending release.

"M-mother,"

he growled, his voice husky,

"I'm close..."

Celine's eyes widened, a muffled moan escaping her lips.

She knew what was coming, and despite herself, she craved it.

Squish~ squish~ squish…!

At the thought of Lucian's hot seed filling her womb sent a shiver of anticipation through her body, and she started clenching her p*ssy.

Isabella sensed the change in the atmosphere. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against Celine's ear as she whispered,

"Let him c*m inside you, mama. I want to see it..."

Celine's cheeks flushed with shame and arousal at her daughter's words.

Squelch! Squelch~ Thrust!

She wanted to protest, to say this was wrong, but her body betrayed her. Her hips pushed back against Lucian's thrusts, taking him deeper, silently begging for his release.

Lucian's grip on Celine's wide hips tightened, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. His thrusts became erratic, more forceful as he chased his release.

"Mother, I'm cummingghhhhhh~~~,"

He groaned, his voice strained with pleasure.

THRUST!!

Spurt... Spurt... Spurt~~

With one final, powerful thrust, Lucian buried himself deep inside Celine's wet hole. His cock pulsed, shooting thick ropes of hot cum directly into her womb!

"Mmmmpphhhh!!!"

Celine's muffled cry of ecstasy was barely contained by Isabella's hand.

Her body shuddered, her inner walls clenching around Lucian's throbbing dick as her own orgasm washed over her.

Squuuirtingghhh~~~

Isabella watched in fascination as her brother's warm seed began to leak out of their mother's p*ssy, trickling down her thighs as she removed her hand from Celine's mouth.

Celine also squirted a bit of fluid from her c*nt, splashing onto the carriage seat beneath her.

Celine couldn't help but wonder how different they had become. How they had transformed from a family who wouldn't even dream of doing such an act, to a family who now openly fucked and pleasured each other!

Slurp~ slurp~ lickk~

After catching her breath, as she turned, from the corner of her eye, she saw how her daughter sucked and licked Lucian's cock clean of his c*m and her juices.

"Ahh... you can't... hmm... ugh..!"

Celine protested weakly.

But Isabella just ignored her, her eyes locked on Lucian's still hard dick as she swirled her tongue around the fat head.

Isabella's mouth was small, so it was a struggle for her to fit the whole thing inside.

But she didn't let that stop her. She pushed her head down, and she felt Lucian's cock sliding into her throat.

"Ohh, sister!"

Lucian cried out,

"Your mouth... uhmm... is incredible."

"Mmmmmm..."

Isabella moaned in pleasure.

She savored the sweet taste of his c*m, moaning softly as she swallowed every drop.

Glup! Glup!

As she cleaned his dick, Lucian looked down at Isabella, his crimson eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

After Isabella finished, she turned to Celine, a mischievous glint in her blue eyes.

"Oh mama, you were so loud,"

She teased,

"I think we should be more quiet next time."

Celine blushed, her cheeks flushing with shame. She couldn't believe her daughter was suggesting this.

It was wrong, and yet... she couldn't deny the thrill that ran through her at the thought!

'What have we become?'

She thought, shaking her head. But as Lucian leaned down to kiss her, she knew that this was just the beginning.

Lucian then whispered something to Isabella and got dressed and went outside to check on the horses. As the rain had already subsided, it was time to start the journey again.

While he was outside, Celine and Isabella were now alone together.

"Mother, I think it's time to tell you the truth,"

Isabella said, her voice trembling slightly.

Isabella were still wearing her night dress, with her soft boobs were fully exposed.

Isabella continued,

"I wasn't asleep this whole time. I was watching you fuck brother the whole time. And I... enjoyed it."

Celine was shocked, her mouth agape at Isabella's confession. She quickly covered herself with the blanket as she looked at her daughter's "innocent" smile.

"W-what? You're not serious, are you?"

She asked, her voice barely a whisper.

Isabella giggled softly, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and hidden lust,

"Oh yes, mother. I'm serious. Why don't we just admit that both of us have all become brother's women? Who cares about morality anymore? It's so boring..."

Her words echoed in the carriage, filling the space with a strange sense of desire and excitement.

Celine couldn't argue with that. After all, she had enjoyed herself thoroughly, and she couldn't deny that she wanted more,

"when did you become like this, Isabella?"

Isabella smiled, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief,

"It's hard to say. But I guess brother just has that effect on people..."

Looking at her daughter smile, Celine finally noticed how Isabella had changed. In the past, she was always cold, even when talking to her mother.

She maintained her Princess status with formality, rarely letting her guard down. But now she was smiling freely in front of Celine, her blue eyes sparkling with a girlish mischief that befitted her young age.

As Celine observed these changes in her daughter, she realized that she, too, had transformed.

In the past, she always felt suffocated inside the palace, like a bird trapped in a cage.

She always had to maintain her arrogant Empress's personality, be afraid of assassination...

But now she felt Lucian's manhood not only stretched open her hole, but also stretched her mind, freeing her from the constraints of her former life.

With each powerful thrust, he had peeled away layers of pretense and protocol, revealing the real woman underneath.

She could feel Lucian's warm seed inside her, a reminder of the taboo they had already broken.

Yet instead of guilt, she felt an intoxicating mix of relief and excitement. For the first time in years, she felt truly alive.

Soon, Lucian stepped back into the carriage, his crimson eyes glinting with lust.

He looked at his mother and sister, his lips curling into a smirk,

"Now, shall we continue our journey?"

At the next moment, the carriage again began to move.

...

As the rain that had been falling for nearly half a day finally stopped, the carriage began to move again, this time slowly along the muddy road.

Inside the carriage, after cleaning their faces with water and having breakfast, Lucian was now lying on his back on the carriage seat naked.

His thick blood-red penis stood rigid and proud, pulsing with need.

By his side, Celine and Isabella stood, their bodies completely naked, soft skin glowing in the morning light that entered through the slightly opened window.

Lucian's crimson eyes roamed hungrily over the two beautiful women before him.

Celine's ample breasts swayed gently with the motion of the carriage, her rosy nipples hardened.

Isabella's perky breasts were equally enticing, her youthful body trembling slightly with anticipation.

Both women's eyes were locked on Lucian's rigid boner.

"Come here,"

Lucian ordered, his voice husky with desire.

Celine and Isabella exchanged a heated glance before approaching him.

Isabella climbed onto the seat, straddling Lucian's face. Her wet p*ssy hovered tantalizingly close to his mouth.

Lucian wasted no time, pulling Isabella hips down onto his eager mouth.

shlurp~ slurp~ lickingggg~

His tongue slid between her folds, licking her sweet nectar. Isabella gasped, her body shuddering at the intense sensation.

Meanwhile, Celine positioned herself over Lucian's throbbing cock.

Thruu~uustingg~!

"Aaaaahhhhhnn"

She slowly lowered herself, moaning as she felt him stretching her tight walls.

Once he was fully reached deep inside her, she began to rock her hips, riding him with increasing fervor.

sluch~! thrust~ sluch~! clap~

The carriage filled with the sounds of their wet slapping noises, muffled moans, and breathy gasps.

Isabella gripped the carriage wall for support as Lucian's tongue pushed her closer to the edge.

Squish! Squish! Squish...!!

"Aah... aaah... Aahh..."

Celine bounced vigorously on Lucian's cock, her large breasts bouncing with each movement.

"Oh, brother!"

Isabella cried out,

"Your mouth... your tongue... so good... hmm...!!"

"Ahh~! Lucian, you're so big..."

Celine moaned, her fingers digging into his chest.

As Lucian continued to pleasure both women, he could feel his own climax building.

The delicious taste of Isabella's juices on his tongue, coupled with the warm embrace of Celine's c*nt, was too much for him to handle.