The most vicious stepmother's heart—Jiayi

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Ah-Qiang is 55 years old, my husband

Ah-Juan is 55 years old,

and Jia-Yi is 17 years old .

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[I've really had enough!] Recalling the phone call from a minute ago, I couldn't hold back my rage any longer.

In our thirty-year marriage, I've tried my best to be a good wife and mother, taking care of the family and children. But I never imagined that despite all my hard work, my husband would be having an affair, and for seventeen or eighteen years! How did I find out today? Because his mistress recently died in an accident, leaving behind a little bastard child with my husband—Jia-Yi.

That phone call just now was my husband calling again to persuade me; he wanted that little bastard to move into our house, and that's how the whole thing came to light.

We've been arguing for over two weeks, and tonight my husband insisted on bringing her back to live with us. I know there's a terrible little devil lurking inside me, one I've been suppressing. Gentleness and composure have never been my true nature, especially when a woman's jealousy gets the better of her; I believe this little devil is about to cause trouble.

After talking to my husband on the phone, I was extremely unhappy. A thousand chaotic thoughts piled up in my mind: [I absolutely cannot let you get away with this; I will make you pay a terrible price!] I smiled darkly.

At this moment, all sorts of scenes of humiliating and beating my stepdaughter flashed through my mind. Yes, I am definitely not a good stepmother, and I will definitely make you wish you were dead! Husband: [From now on, your father and aunt will take good care of you in place of your mother; you are now part of our family.] When Jiayi

moved into our house, my husband welcomed her warmly, but I always looked at her with hostility. To me, she was just the offspring of a woman who had destroyed someone else's marriage. Every time I saw Jiayi, I was reminded of my husband's betrayal. There's a saying, "The son pays for the father's debts," so "The daughter pays for the mother's debts" is also a matter of course. Therefore, abusing my enemy's daughter gave me a kind of solace.

In the days to come, I will make Jiayi suffer, making her like Cinderella in a fairy tale, enduring her stepmother's arrogant and domineering attitude, ordering her to do all the big and small chores in the house.

[Jiayi, you must get up at six in the morning to make breakfast for everyone!][Jiayi, the first thing you have to do after school is take out the trash, and after that, you have to prepare dinner!][Jiayi, washing the dishes after dinner is basic, and after everyone has showered, you also have to take all the clothes to wash!][Jiayi, you are not allowed to go out on weekends, and you must keep the house spotless!] Watching that little bastard take care of all the chores I usually do, I was quite satisfied, yet also somewhat displeased. My displeasure stemmed from the fact that "she's incredibly hardworking and diligent! It makes me feel like I can't get rid of her!" Yes, Jiayi, besides being hardworking and diligent, is beautiful, with a full, fair forehead, long, dark eyebrows, thick, curled eyelashes, clear, bright eyes, and small, tender red lips. She exudes a pure and innocent aura.

However, the unfortunate thing is that "to me, she's the daughter of my enemy, the bastard child of my husband and another man." No matter how hard she works, it can't erase my hatred for her and her mother.

I often raise my voice at her, and she always silently endures it. Sometimes my husband can't stand it and will say a few words in her defense, but whenever he does, it often leads to a major argument with me. Finally, one day, I gave them both the harshest punishment.

I'd been planning this for weeks. I remember that day, I learned my husband was going out late. I knew his habits; he'd definitely drink himself into a stupor before coming home, giving him the perfect opportunity to fall into my trap.

That night, I put sleeping pills in Jia Yi's usual water bottle, so she'd sleep even more soundly. My horrific plan was progressing step by step; I was determined to make them regret it for the rest of their lives.

Around 11 p.m., I sat in the living room waiting for my husband to come home. Finally, the heavy iron door opened. He took off his shoes, stretched his aching neck, and I, as a good wife, brought him a glass of water—a devilish potion laced with aphrodisiacs and lust enhancers. [Honey, you've worked hard. This water will help you sober up!] Seeing how considerate I was, my husband was quite pleased and drank the water without a second thought.

After I saw my husband finish drinking, I started flirting with him, my aim being to arouse his sexual desire. "Honey...we haven't done this in so long..." I helped him to the living room, leaned him against the sofa, loosened his tie, and took off his shirt. I stroked his genitals and kissed his neck. "Ah Juan...mmm...today is different..." My husband squinted, smiling drunkenly at me, a hint of desire in his eyes. My hand continued kneading his penis; in the rough pubic hair, I felt the viscous fluid oozing from the shaft. "Wife...you really are..." My husband couldn't find the words to praise me, and sweat began to appear on his body.

I knew clearly that the aphrodisiac in my husband's body was taking effect. "Honey...is it good?" My husband was completely captivated by my teasing, and he began to make his move. He inserted his fingers between my legs, which made my whole body tremble and my penis tighten. I knew the time was right, so I quickly told him, "No, no, not in the living room, let's go back to the room!" My

husband was quite cooperative, but he didn't know that I was leading him step by step into—"his daughter Jiayi's room!" Half an hour before my husband entered the house, I had confirmed that Jiayi was under the influence of sleeping pills and unconscious. To make the plan easier, I had already undressed Jiayi for my husband. Now, all I had to do was guide him into the room to enjoy a thrilling incestuous scene. Once inside, I deliberately didn't turn on the lights; the only light came from the faint moonlight outside the window. I pushed my husband onto the bed and said to him, "Husband... um... I want..."

I grabbed his hand and placed it on Jiayi's chest, making him think that I wanted him to seduce me. Men are indeed animals driven by their lower bodies. He touched Jiayi's breasts and began to suckle them vigorously. "Um... oh... um... husband... it's so itchy... um..." I leaned my head next to Jiayi and called out to my husband, making him think that the moans were coming from the woman beneath him.

"Uh um." Jiayi frowned, arching her back slightly.

Her husband played with her breasts with one hand, while with the other, he hooked his middle and index fingers between Jiayi's legs, drawing out a thin, transparent thread.

[Look, it's already so wet.] He continued to place his fingers, still wet with her love juice, between Jiayi's legs, pressing against her vulva, feeling the subtle throbbing there. I watched as he slowly inserted his fingers inch by inch until they disappeared completely into Jiayi's vagina. Jiayi's hands unconsciously gripped the sheets, her knuckles turning white with force.

Watching my wicked plan unfold, my heart pounded wildly. I couldn't imagine what the pleasure would be like when my husband truly entered my daughter's body.

My husband's fingers began to thrust in and out of Jiayi's vagina, each withdrawal bringing out even more love juice. [Wife... does this feel good?] [Mmm... Ahh... Mmm...]

I moaned in place of Jiayi, satisfying my husband's desire. Seeing him teasing Jiayi, who was writhing beneath him, filled me with immense satisfaction. [Is it coming?] I chuckled, watching my husband change positions. His erect penis was strong and aggressive, the veins clearly visible. My husband lifted Jiayi's legs—such beautiful, snow-white, tender pillars! Even I, a woman, envied her figure. What a pity! What a pity! She was fast asleep, unaware that her father was aiming his enormous glans at her tender bud.

I thought to myself, my husband's erect penis seems to far exceed what a seventeen-year-old girl could handle. Could Jiayi really bear it? Whatever, let's just watch the show! The incestuous drama between father and daughter before my eyes was reaching its climax. My husband continued his actions, "[Wife, you're different today...]" he whispered in a low, husky voice, pressing his enormous tip against the entrance of Jiayi's narrow passage. I gasped at the sight. My husband used a little force in his waist, and his massive member squeezed into Jiayi's tight honeyed path. "[Ah...]" Jiayi cried out in her sleep. My husband sighed softly, "[So tight! Wife... you're so tight today!]" "[Wow! This is amazing!]" I was stunned. He succeeded! He succeeded! I succeeded! My husband raped that little bastard! He ruffled Jiayi's hair, his arched body covered in sweat, and Jiayi's legs were trembling uncontrollably.

[Oh, wife, oh, my good wife, oh, why are you so tight today?] The husband groaned with pleasure, letting Jiayi's legs wrap around his waist, freeing his hands to knead her breasts. The husband moved his lower body , thrusting in and out

. [Hmm, hmm, ah ... [Wife] The husband began to thrust rhythmically, plunging his enormous member entirely into his daughter's body. Each thrust caused Jia Yi to tremble even more violently. Watching her husband having sex with Jia Yi, I thought to myself: [You pathetic slut, what would you think if you saw your man having sex with your daughter?] They were breathing heavily, the live sex show before them so dazzling. As the husband's hips swayed in front of them, they were also covered in the sweat of their incestuous pleasure. The husband thrust his waist wildly, as if trying to completely submerge himself in Jia Yi's body. Jia Yi was like a puppet with broken strings, only able to be beneath him, at his mercy. Her soft body moved up and down on the bed with his thrusts, her vaginal walls tightly enveloping her father's enormous member, as if it had become her everything. The husband pressed down on Jiayi, his tongue entwining with hers, savoring every inch of his daughter's fragrance. He greedily consumed everything about Jiayi, his lower body thrusting fiercely, their chests rubbing against each other. He fucked her a hundred times in a row, each time pulling his penis to the vaginal opening before plunging it in, his scrotum slapping against Jiayi's buttocks with a loud "smack, smack." The sounds grew louder, the breathing heavier. "[Yes! That's it! That's it! Fuck you and that slut's daughter to death!]" My husband rode Jiayi with abandon, stroking his daughter's long hair, enjoying the softness of her breasts as they rubbed against his chest. [Mmm...ah...mmm...ah...] Each of my husband's lewd moans was accompanied by a long exhale, his face tightening with each breath. Jia Yi's long, flowing hair fell in two strands from her shoulders to her chest, revealing two strands of hair draped over her snow-white breasts. With each thrust of my husband and her father, her body swayed, her hair tossing back and forth beside her bouncing breasts, the contrast of black and white creating a unique and alluring effect that made my eyes water. Jia Yi endured her father's thrusts with pain, and I felt an indescribable pleasure, thrusting harder and harder! Perhaps the movements were too intense, my husband pressed Jia Yi down tightly, beginning his final sprint. His breathing became heavy and rapid, and the speed of his penis's entry and exit suddenly increased. I knew my husband's orgasm was approaching. Suddenly, he pressed heavily on Jia Yi, and I saw his genitals throbbing as he ejaculated hot, sticky fluid—A-Qiang had ejaculated into Jia Yi's body. [Keep going, keep going! Well done! Great job! Great job!] I laughed heartily, saying in my heart to the dead slut: [This is your retribution for stealing my husband, making your daughter suffer immense sorrow!] After that, my husband didn't let Jiayi go, as if he couldn't get enough of her, not letting her rest for two whole hours. I also enjoyed watching the entire process of their father-daughter incest, and I was quite looking forward to what would happen tomorrow when everyone sobered up. The next morning, a girl's shrill scream shattered the peaceful morning, [Ah!!!!] followed by a rough male voice shouting: [How! How could this happen!] I slowly walked to the source of the sound, the battlefield of last night's father-daughter battle. I stood at the door, glaring at Jiayi and my husband with a fierce expression. Seeing their panicked appearance, you can imagine how shocking my plan was. I said coldly: [Let you enjoy each other's bodies, let you and your daughter fall into an abyss of pain, there is no better way to strike you.] I smiled faintly, looking at my husband: "Now that you've done this to your own daughter, how heartbroken that bastard woman would be if she knew?" "I could almost hear her crying. " As I spoke, I couldn't help but burst into laughter, my distorted face twisted with an indescribable ferocity and terror. "How was it, sleeping with your own father?" My gaze shifted to Jiayi, who was trembling beside me. "Don't blame your aunt for being heartless; blame yourself for being the daughter my husband and that bastard had. " "No, this isn't real, this isn't real!" Jiayi's thoughts were in disarray, utterly lost. I slowly walked to Jiayi's side and kindly said to her: "Don't cry yet, your father didn't use a condom last night! Go clean yourself up first! It wouldn't be good if you got pregnant!" My gentle tone was incredibly soothing, like a pastor persuading his followers to obey God's will. Jiayi stared at everything in heartache and fear. Her fear and confusion also affected my husband, her father, Aqiang. Aqiang was heartbroken and filled with helpless sorrow. This sudden tragedy had left him disoriented and confused. Seeing Jiayi's dazed and miserable eyes, I added fuel to the fire, taunting her: "[You little bastard! You deserve to sleep with your own father!]" "[No, no!]" Jiayi collapsed onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably. She couldn't face this cruel reality. Aqiang looked at the heartbroken Jiayi with pity, then turned his angry gaze to me, the culprit. "[Madman! Madman! You crazy woman!]" "[Bastard! Rotten man! You deserve to have slept with your own daughter! How about it! Enjoying it! Enjoying it! Enjoying it!]" I continued to berate them mercilessly, "[Last night, I saw you two having sex with my own eyes. How exciting!]" "What, did Jiayi inherit her mother's alluring beauty?" I smiled smugly and told them, "I went to great lengths to watch this show, buying sleeping pills, aphrodisiacs, and timing it perfectly so you wouldn't get drunk!" My husband gritted his teeth in anger, but looked at Jiayi with concern, worried that his beloved daughter couldn't handle such a blow. "Jiayi... Jiayi... don't cry... don't cry..." Faced with such a huge change, Aqiang kept comforting her. I then said sarcastically to Aqiang, "She was defiled by her own father, shouldn't she cry? If she had any shame, she should die!" My husband yelled at me, "Shut up!" I sneered, "Think about it, her most respected father not only pressed down on her, kissing, touching, and licking her, but also..." "Shut your bird mouth." My husband couldn't hold back any longer. He jumped up and punched me in the cheek, knocking me to the ground. He had never been so angry in his life, and this was the first time he had ever physically assaulted me. I fell to the ground, still laughing wildly; the pleasure I felt was indescribable. [Don't, don't touch me!] When Ah-Qiang tried to help the cowering Jia-Yi up, she resisted.

Jiayi hugged herself tightly, curling into a ball, and murmured, "[I'm so dirty, so dirty.]"

Sighing, to further torment this pitiful father and daughter, I continued to yell, "[Tell me, is your father any good in bed? Was it enjoyable?]" Jiayi screamed and rushed towards the window; the excessive stimulation had pushed her to the brink of mental collapse.

Unexpectedly, she jumped, ending her tragic life.

"[Jiayi!]" Aqiang screamed, his eyes vacant and bewildered. Suddenly, all his strength seemed to drain away. He staggered to the window, his unsteady body swaying. The girl lying in a pool of blood was proof of my successful revenge.

Months later, Aqiang was charged with rape and incest and sentenced. He tried to explain to the police, but the semen in Jiayi's body, and the lack of any evidence, made it impossible for him to clear his name.

Ah-Qiang is 55 years old, my husband

Ah-Juan is 55 years old,

and Jia-Yi is 17 years old .

============================================

[I've really had enough!] Recalling the phone call from a minute ago, I couldn't hold back my rage any longer.

In our thirty-year marriage, I've tried my best to be a good wife and mother, taking care of the family and children. But I never imagined that despite all my hard work, my husband would be having an affair, and for seventeen or eighteen years! How did I find out today? Because his mistress recently died in an accident, leaving behind a little bastard child with my husband—Jia-Yi.

That phone call just now was my husband calling again to persuade me; he wanted that little bastard to move into our house, and that's how the whole thing came to light.

We've been arguing for over two weeks, and tonight my husband insisted on bringing her back to live with us. I know there's a terrible little devil lurking inside me, one I've been suppressing. Gentleness and composure have never been my true nature, especially when a woman's jealousy gets the better of her; I believe this little devil is about to cause trouble.

After talking to my husband on the phone, I was extremely unhappy. A thousand chaotic thoughts piled up in my mind: [I absolutely cannot let you get away with this; I will make you pay a terrible price!] I smiled darkly.

At this moment, all sorts of scenes of humiliating and beating my stepdaughter flashed through my mind. Yes, I am definitely not a good stepmother, and I will definitely make you wish you were dead! Husband: [From now on, your father and aunt will take good care of you in place of your mother; you are now part of our family.] When Jiayi

moved into our house, my husband welcomed her warmly, but I always looked at her with hostility. To me, she was just the offspring of a woman who had destroyed someone else's marriage. Every time I saw Jiayi, I was reminded of my husband's betrayal. There's a saying, "The son pays for the father's debts," so "The daughter pays for the mother's debts" is also a matter of course. Therefore, abusing my enemy's daughter gave me a kind of solace.

In the days to come, I will make Jiayi suffer, making her like Cinderella in a fairy tale, enduring her stepmother's arrogant and domineering attitude, ordering her to do all the big and small chores in the house.

[Jiayi, you must get up at six in the morning to make breakfast for everyone!][Jiayi, the first thing you have to do after school is take out the trash, and after that, you have to prepare dinner!][Jiayi, washing the dishes after dinner is basic, and after everyone has showered, you also have to take all the clothes to wash!][Jiayi, you are not allowed to go out on weekends, and you must keep the house spotless!] Watching that little bastard take care of all the chores I usually do, I was quite satisfied, yet also somewhat displeased. My displeasure stemmed from the fact that "she's incredibly hardworking and diligent! It makes me feel like I can't get rid of her!" Yes, Jiayi, besides being hardworking and diligent, is beautiful, with a full, fair forehead, long, dark eyebrows, thick, curled eyelashes, clear, bright eyes, and small, tender red lips. She exudes a pure and innocent aura.

However, the unfortunate thing is that "to me, she's the daughter of my enemy, the bastard child of my husband and another man." No matter how hard she works, it can't erase my hatred for her and her mother.

I often raise my voice at her, and she always silently endures it. Sometimes my husband can't stand it and will say a few words in her defense, but whenever he does, it often leads to a major argument with me. Finally, one day, I gave them both the harshest punishment.

I'd been planning this for weeks. I remember that day, I learned my husband was going out late. I knew his habits; he'd definitely drink himself into a stupor before coming home, giving him the perfect opportunity to fall into my trap.

That night, I put sleeping pills in Jia Yi's usual water bottle, so she'd sleep even more soundly. My horrific plan was progressing step by step; I was determined to make them regret it for the rest of their lives.

Around 11 p.m., I sat in the living room waiting for my husband to come home. Finally, the heavy iron door opened. He took off his shoes, stretched his aching neck, and I, as a good wife, brought him a glass of water—a devilish potion laced with aphrodisiacs and lust enhancers. [Honey, you've worked hard. This water will help you sober up!] Seeing how considerate I was, my husband was quite pleased and drank the water without a second thought.

After I saw my husband finish drinking, I started flirting with him, my aim being to arouse his sexual desire. "Honey...we haven't done this in so long..." I helped him to the living room, leaned him against the sofa, loosened his tie, and took off his shirt. I stroked his genitals and kissed his neck. "Ah Juan...mmm...today is different..." My husband squinted, smiling drunkenly at me, a hint of desire in his eyes. My hand continued kneading his penis; in the rough pubic hair, I felt the viscous fluid oozing from the shaft. "Wife...you really are..." My husband couldn't find the words to praise me, and sweat began to appear on his body.

I knew clearly that the aphrodisiac in my husband's body was taking effect. "Honey...is it good?" My husband was completely captivated by my teasing, and he began to make his move on me. He inserted his fingers between my legs, which made my whole body tremble and my penis tighten. I knew the time was right, so I quickly told him, "No, no, not in the living room, let's go back to the room!" My

husband was quite cooperative, but he didn't know that I was leading him step by step into—"his daughter Jiayi's room!" Half an hour before my husband entered the house, I had confirmed that Jiayi was under the influence of sleeping pills and unconscious. To make the plan easier, I had already undressed Jiayi for my husband. Now, all I had to do was guide him into the room to enjoy a thrilling incestuous scene. Once inside, I deliberately didn't turn on the lights; the only light came from the faint moonlight outside the window. I pushed my husband onto the bed and said to him, "Husband... um... I want..."

I grabbed his hand and placed it on Jiayi's chest, making him think that I wanted him to seduce me. Men are indeed animals driven by their lower bodies. He touched Jiayi's breasts and began to suckle them vigorously. "Um... oh... um... husband... it's so itchy... um..." I leaned my head next to Jiayi and called out to my husband, making him think that the moans were coming from the woman beneath him.

"Uh um." Jiayi frowned, arching her back slightly.

Her husband played with her breasts with one hand, while with the other, he hooked his middle and index fingers between Jiayi's legs, drawing out a thin, transparent thread.

[Look, it's already so wet.] Her husband continued to place his fingers, still wet with her love juice, between Jiayi's legs, pressing against her vulva, feeling the subtle spasms there. I watched as her husband slowly inserted his fingers inch by inch until they disappeared completely into Jiayi's vagina. Jiayi's hands unconsciously gripped the sheets, her knuckles turning white with force.

Watching my wicked plan unfold, my heart pounded wildly. I couldn't imagine what the pleasure would be like when my husband truly entered my daughter's body.

Her husband's fingers began to thrust in and out of Jiayi's vagina, each withdrawal drawing out even more love juice. [Wife... does this feel good?] [Mmm... ahh... mmm...]

I moaned in place of Jiayi, satisfying my husband's desire. Seeing him teasing Jiayi, who was writhing beneath him, filled me with immense satisfaction. "Is it coming?" I chuckled to myself, watching my husband change positions. His erect penis, strong and aggressive, with clearly visible veins, was now lifting Jiayi's legs—such beautiful, snow-white, tender pillars! Even I, a woman, envied her figure. What a pity! What a pity! She was fast asleep, unaware that her father was aiming his enormous glans at her tender bud.

I thought to myself, my husband's erect penis seemed far beyond what a seventeen-year-old girl could handle. Could Jiayi bear it? Whatever, I'll just watch the show! The incestuous scene between father and daughter before my eyes was reaching its climax. My husband continued his actions, "[Wife, you're different today...]" he whispered in a low, husky voice, pressing his enormous member against the entrance of Jia Yi's narrow passage. I gasped at the sight. With a slight thrust of his hips, his massive member squeezed into Jia Yi's tight honeyed tunnel. "[Ah...]" Jia Yi cried out in her sleep. My husband sighed softly, "[So tight! Wife... you're so tight today!]" "[Wow! This is amazing!]" I was dumbfounded. He succeeded! He succeeded! I succeeded! My husband raped that little bastard! He ruffled Jia Yi's hair, his arched body covered in sweat, and Jia Yi's legs were trembling uncontrollably. "

[Oh... wife... oh... my good wife... oh... why are you so tight today?]" The husband groaned with pleasure, letting Jiayi's legs wrap around his waist, freeing his hands to knead her breasts.

He moved his lower body, thrusting repeatedly.

[Mmm...mmm...ah...ah...][Oh...oh...oh...oh...] The breathing in the room grew heavier, Jiayi's legs clamping tightly around his waist, just like her lower body.

[How is it, husband...feeling good?] I deliberately asked the husband from the side. He tried to increase the depth of his thrusts. [Mmm...ah...it feels especially good today...][Oh...] He thrust deeply, almost touching Jiayi's cervix.

[Mmm...ah!] Jiayi's eyes were slits, unconscious, unaware of the changes happening inside her body. [Is it good?] [Wife] The husband began to thrust rhythmically, plunging his enormous member entirely into his daughter's body. Each thrust caused Jia Yi to tremble even more violently. Watching her husband having sex with Jia Yi, I thought to myself: [You pathetic slut, what would you think if you saw your man having sex with your daughter?] They were breathing heavily, the live sex show before them so dazzling. As the husband's hips swayed in front of them, they were also covered in the sweat of their incestuous pleasure. The husband thrust his waist wildly, as if trying to completely submerge himself in Jia Yi's body.

Jia Yi was like a puppet with broken strings, only able to be beneath him, at his mercy. Her soft body moved up and down on the bed with his thrusts, her vaginal walls tightly enveloping her father's enormous member, as if it had become her everything.

The husband pressed down on Jiayi, his tongue entwining with hers, savoring every inch of his daughter's fragrance. He greedily consumed everything about Jiayi, his lower body thrusting fiercely, their chests rubbing against each other.

He fucked her a hundred times in a row, each time pulling his penis to the vaginal opening before plunging it in, his scrotum slapping against Jiayi's buttocks with a loud "smack, smack."

The sounds grew louder, the breathing heavier. "[Yes! That's it! That's it! Fuck you and that slut's daughter to death!]" My husband rode Jiayi with abandon, stroking his daughter's long hair, enjoying the softness of her breasts as they rubbed against his chest.

[Mmm...ah...mmm...ah...] Each of my husband's lewd moans was accompanied by a long exhale, his face tightening with each breath. Jia Yi's long, flowing hair fell in two strands from her shoulders to her chest, revealing two strands of hair draped over her snow-white breasts. With each thrust of my husband and her father, her body swayed, her hair tossing back and forth beside her bouncing breasts, the contrast of black and white creating a unique and alluring effect that made my eyes water. Jia Yi endured her father's thrusts with pain, and I felt an indescribable pleasure, thrusting harder and harder! Perhaps the movements were too intense, my husband pressed Jia Yi down tightly, beginning his final sprint. His breathing became heavy and rapid, and the speed of his penis's entry and exit suddenly increased. I knew my husband's orgasm was approaching. Suddenly, he pressed heavily on Jia Yi, and I saw his genitals throbbing as he ejaculated hot, sticky fluid—A-Qiang had ejaculated into Jia Yi's body.

[Keep going, keep going! Well done! Great job! Great job!] I laughed heartily, saying in my heart to the dead slut: [This is your retribution for stealing my husband, making your daughter suffer immense sorrow!] After that, my husband didn't let Jiayi go, as if he couldn't get enough of her, not letting her rest for two whole hours. I also enjoyed watching the entire process of their father-daughter incest, and I was quite looking forward to what would happen tomorrow when everyone sobered up. The next morning, a girl's shrill scream shattered the peaceful morning, [Ah!!!!] followed by a rough male voice shouting: [How! How could this happen!] I slowly walked to the source of the sound, the battlefield of last night's father-daughter battle. I stood at the door, glaring at Jiayi and my husband with a fierce expression. Seeing their panicked appearance, you can imagine how shocking my plan was.

I said coldly: [Let you enjoy each other's bodies, let you and your daughter fall into an abyss of pain, there is no better way to strike you.]

I smiled faintly, looking at my husband: "Now that you've done this to your own daughter, how heartbroken that bastard woman would be if she knew?" "I could almost hear her crying.

" As I spoke, I couldn't help but burst into laughter, my distorted face twisted with an indescribable ferocity and terror.

"How was it, sleeping with your own father?" My gaze shifted to Jiayi, who was trembling beside me. "Don't blame your aunt for being heartless; blame yourself for being the daughter my husband and that bastard had.

" "No, this isn't real, this isn't real!" Jiayi's thoughts were in disarray, utterly lost.

I slowly walked to Jiayi's side and kindly said to her: "Don't cry yet, your father didn't use a condom last night! Go clean yourself up first! It wouldn't be good if you got pregnant!" My gentle tone was incredibly soothing, like a pastor persuading his followers to obey God's will.

Jiayi stared at everything in heartache and fear. Her fear and confusion also affected my husband, her father, Aqiang.

Aqiang was heartbroken and filled with helpless sorrow. This sudden tragedy had left him disoriented and confused.

Seeing Jiayi's dazed and miserable eyes, I added fuel to the fire, taunting her: "[You little bastard! You deserve to sleep with your own father!]" "[No, no!]" Jiayi collapsed onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably. She couldn't face this cruel reality.

Aqiang looked at the heartbroken Jiayi with pity, then turned his angry gaze to me, the culprit.

"[Madman! Madman! You crazy woman!]" "[Bastard! Rotten man! You deserve to have slept with your own daughter! How about it! Enjoying it! Enjoying it! Enjoying it!]" I continued to berate them mercilessly, "[Last night, I saw you two having sex with my own eyes. How exciting!]" "What, did Jiayi inherit her mother's alluring beauty?" I smiled smugly and told them, "I went to great lengths to watch this show. I bought sleeping pills, aphrodisiacs, and even timed it perfectly to coincide with your drunkenness!" My husband gritted his teeth in anger, but looked at Jiayi with concern, worried that his beloved daughter couldn't handle such a blow.

"Jiayi... Jiayi... don't cry... don't cry..." Faced with such a huge change, Aqiang kept comforting her. I then said sarcastically to Aqiang, "She was defiled by her own father, shouldn't she be crying? If she had any shame, she should die!" My husband yelled at me, "Shut up!" I sneered, "Think about it, her most respected father not only pressed down on her, kissing, touching, and licking her, but in the end..." "Shut your bird mouth."

My husband couldn't take it anymore. He jumped up and punched me in the cheek, knocking me to the ground.

He had never been so angry in his life, and this was the first time he had ever hit me.

I sat on the ground, still laughing wildly; the pleasure I felt was indescribable.

[Don't, don't touch me!] When A-Qiang tried to help the cowering Jia-Yi up, she resisted.

Jia-Yi hugged herself tightly, curling into a ball, murmuring, [I'm so dirty, so dirty.]

Sighing, to further torment this pitiful father and daughter, I continued to yell, [Tell me, is your father good in bed? Is it enjoyable?] Jia-Yi screamed and rushed towards the window; the excessive stimulation had pushed her to the brink of mental collapse.

Unexpectedly, she jumped, ending her tragic life.

[Jia-Yi!] Ah-Qiang screamed in terror, his eyes vacant and his face blank. Suddenly, all his strength seemed to drain away. He staggered to the window, his unsteady body swaying. The girl lying in a pool of blood was proof of my successful revenge.

Months later, Ah-Qiang was charged with rape and incest and sentenced. He tried to explain to the police, but the semen in Jia-Yi's body and the lack of any witnesses made it impossible for him to clear his name.

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