It was that time of the yr again ; his daughter Amaura was coming back dwelling house. Julius, being a elementary carpenter, had saved and saved for twelvemonth to give up his daughter an Education Department, and one at the best witching honorary society of the city, at that ! After her motherfs last, Amaura had turned pipe down and studious, and Julius only thought it the just to allow her the education he nor Lauree could ever buy.

And now she was coming back ! Amaura was coming back, after spending yet more football team months amidst strange powers and studying until the wee minute in the dawning. Julius was so lofty of her : Amaura was a gem of a daughter, and she always behaved so well, so proper. She always kept her long Brown hair's-breadth tied in twin tresses, wore a pair of trash that made her reckon even sharper than she even was, and covered her lissome dead body with sensitive apparel.

All this was the reason why Julius had a severe time believing his eyes when his daughter, smiling and crying, ran towards him.

"pappa !"she cried out as she jumped to hug him.

Julius'sensing were confused. Was this truly his daughter ? This lovely creature, with boastfully warm knocker pressed against his chest, her slender long stage saltation in the air, her puckered lips and crinkled lash, giving her vernal typeface an tempting tone he would have never associated with Amaura ?

"pappa ! I'm so happy to see you again !"

Yes, turned out she was his daughter indeed.

His cock, compelled by some sorcery to rise from his pressure slumber, didn't seem particularly impressed by the fact those large creamy tits belonged to his daughter.

But they were. He could feel them pressed against his chest. It might have also been due to him wearing only his workplace apparel, which amounted to a leather apron and nothing much, but ...

No. There was something wrong here. He could never ...

"daddy ? Something bothering you ?"

Juliusf'center moved upward from where they were getting lost in the creamy expanse of her tits. Amaura's heart were a cryptical Amytal. A lovely shade of blueing that she inherited from Lauree. And given her sudden outgrowth spurt, it seemed she inherited some other things from her female parent.

"Oh, hi plum, no I was just ... overjoyed."

Amaura giggled and danced in movement of him, showing off her fit legs and the curve of her cute small bum. Now that he thought about it ... did girls went to the academe dressed like that ? With that suddenly blue skirt, the large witch hat and the thin top covering her tits, his girl looked more like a terpsichorean impersonating a mage than a actual student.

Julius blinked to trail away those view. There seemed to be a thrum in his head, a noise he could not find the source of ...

"Are we going home, daddy ? Together ?"

"Sure, plum, just let me get your stuff."

"No indigence to,"Amaura said, pointing at her large hat."It's all here."She puckered her lips, leaned forward."Wan na see ?"

Julius'mind halted for a couplet moments, timid how to interpret her words, and her effort, putting even more of that wonderful cleavage on show. Those magnanimous mild globe ... they must ...

No. No.

Julius steeled his will and looked at his girl's hat. It had turned transparent, showing her stuff miniaturized inside.

"Oh. moldiness come in handy !"

She nodded and giggled, making her tits tilt. Damn. She really had a development spurt of some sort during last yr.

"So pop are we going ?"

"Sure !"

Amaura walked with Julius for a dyad minutes, her handwriting clasped behind her back, making little cute hops as she followed her forefather on their way place. It might have been his imagination but he thought she might in fact press her arms together to take a shit her mamilla sprout up in the exposed ... but it must hold been his imagination. His daughter would never do such a affair. His girl was sure.

His girl and her yearn legs and her puckered her lips and her cunning ass and her prominent tits ... how would they feel under his fingers ... how would it finger to deplume on those rosy mammilla, see her face contort in shame and delight as she yelled pop papa and he would not let not let go until she came from his uncut play and suck his dick until ...

"Daddy ? You seem spaced-out today."

"Oh ? Uhm ? Oh, drab plum."Julius was really having a hard time intellection, and it was not just a figure of lecture. Julius Jr. was making his presence known, tenting his pants. He bit his lips and tried to obscure it, luckily his daughter's middle were fixed upon his. He still was feeling a piddling bit under the weather. Maybe it was because after Laureefs destruction he had never been with another woman ? He could, there was no shortage of cute little things hanging around his woodcutting shop asking for all sorting of reparation ... he had even fixed the very same chair leg four meter before the young woman even made an onward motion on him.

But that was all in the past. Maybe it was the sight of his daughter, all grown-up, and all filled-out in the right places, between her chest and her precious little tush ... it was made for squeezing that rear end ... he already knew she would screw it when he'd tantalization her with his thumb, tracing roundabout around it before plunging in and making her squeal like the little piggie she was ...

"Uhhc I think ... I think is better is you leave your papa here for a moment,"Julius tried to learn his daughter, who scoffed.

"Nonsense ! If you need aid I can facilitate you ! I'm a big girl !"

That was dead on target, Julius thought. Amaura pushed him against her, trying to transmit him with her arms. Maybe it was magic at work, but he felt immediately better. The headache splitting his thoughts apart almost completely left him. And this way he would get a better facial expression at those great circle tits, wobbling with each footstep.

Amaura didn't seem to listen his care. In fact, she began to pull out him even closer, and when Julius's arm brushed against her plump backside, she made no show of moving him away.

A lecherous sneer appeared on his brim, and didn't leave them when Julius and Amaura arrived home.

"Ah, I feel much in force now, thank you,"Julius said, brushing his handwriting against Amaura's cheek again. She blushed and looked away. For some reason the demure expression made him palpate even hornier.

"Y-you're receive, daddy."Amaura took a lock of brownish whisker around her finger and began to twist it."It's the less I can do after everything you did for me."

Julius nodded vigorously. It was right. He gave her so much, he could at to the lowest degree get some aid back.

And attention he got. As they ate, and Amaura bored him with tales of her fourth dimension as a student and delighted him by showing him her boobs in clear-cut thought, he only got randy and hornier, no longer hiding his dick. Amaura glanced at it a few times but said cypher. What was she supposed to say anyway ? She was the girl, he was the father. She had all sort of duty to fulfil ...

Julius licked his brim as he saw Amaura helping with dishes. She had turned out to be a fine new woman ... with that chirpy ass, peeking out of that ridiculous unretentive skirt ... it was so finale ...

Yet, there was something he was supposed to do, or not to do ? There was something ...

"daddy ?"His girl called to him, blue center sparkling."What's for dessert ?"

That ... did it. The hammer in his headspring disappeared, and Julius was ready for a completely unlike kind of hammering. He smirked and got up from his chair, walking up to his daughter. He put both helping hand on her shoulders. Amaura tried to sour, but he kept her in place. He was used to move overweight log, his daughter was so light and lissom, so ardent and flabby.

"dessert it's a surprisal,"he growled into his ear. She shivered delightfully, her vocalization turning breathy as she asked :

"W-what do you think ?"

Julius'left hand slithered down to cup one of Amaura's boob. She yelped and maybe even tried to get away, but Julius held her business firm, just as she was supposed to be. His other hand curled around her annulus. panty and all.

He pulled.

The smidge of her blue skirt and egg white slutty panties filled the kitchen.

"Yaaah !"his daughter shrieked."Daddy ! What are you doing ?"

"Giving you your sweet,"Julius snickered, pishing two of his fingers inside her snatch. He grunted when he found her wet, just as he expected. His prick, finally freed from its constraints, sprung Forth, and he quickly impaled his juicy daughter with it.

"... aaaah ! It's so biiig,"Amaura commented as he began ploughing back and forth, making her squeal with each push.

"You like it ?"

"I ... ah ... ahhh ... ah, pa ! Ah, pa, please ..."

"Please what ?"

"Please ... harder, Daddy ... !"

Julius laughed and fucked her even quicker and stronger, pushing his hawkshaw deep down into his daughter as he mauled her massive tits. They were so soft and tender under his finger ... why hand't he done this before anyway ? He couldn't think of a intellect. His daughter owed him big fourth dimension for all that he gave her during those years, and she was about to begin paying him ... with her warm, slutty pussy.

Julius grunted as he picked up pace. His girl's pussy was a red-hot hole and he was falling right in. She squealed and trashed and rolled her eyes back as she was fucked.

"... ah ! Daddy ! Daddy ! to a greater extent ! more than !"

He took her arms and began to pull her against her pecker, so that it would go even cryptical. She seemed to like it, as she shook, squealed and thrashed. all the way liquid spilled from her puss down onto her legs. Her pussy clenched, and Julius was close as well.

He was closemouthed to bursting as Amaura shook and cried and begged for more and harder and profoundly and please have it off me pa.

He obliged, went over the edge and came, bursting hot source from his formal up through his dick and mysterious into Amaura's waiting twat.

"... ahh ... Daddy is cumming inside me ..."Amaura said as she smiled, spilling tears of joy.

"Yeah. There's more where that came from, bitch,"Julius said, satisfied, as he withdrew his still-hard dick from her pussy.

There.

"Liked you dessert ?"

"Yeah ..."Amaura said, panting. She wobbled on uncertain feet down to the tabular array, drying her split."... I have waited so long for this,"she whispered.

Julius would have wanted to ask her what she meant, but he felt an odd pounding in his head. Meh. Whatever his daughter wanted to narrate him it could wait. He needed a nap. Not a long one, at any rate. He would soon be back to put Amaura in her place. This time, he would like to play with her back entrance ...

Amaura waited for her father to disappear upstairs before she let go of the enchanting wand. The metal stick fell onto the mesa. It was so tiring to use. But so worth it. patience. She had barely started as a mage. She still had much to learn. Amaura lifted her knocker. Those at least had turned out mighty fine. She could not expect for her father to sleep his cobbler's last inhibitions off. She'd have him all to herself for a unscathed month before coming back ... and, of, all the things they'd enjoy together ... Amaura smiled. She really owed him. With a flick of her wrist joint, she took the wand back in her hand and waved it in front of her womb. She was not getting any risk. As for the other result ... she couldn't wait for dad to find them out ...

Amaura licked her lips. Soon she'd enjoy the second region of her sweet, right against her tongue ...