It was that meter of the year again ; his girl Amaura was coming back home. Julius, being a unproblematic carpenter, had saved and saved for year to permit his daughter an education, and one at the best magical honorary society of the urban center, at that ! After her motherfs death, Amaura had turned quiet and studious, and Julius only thought it the unspoilt to set aside her the education he nor Lauree could ever buy.

And now she was coming back ! Amaura was coming back, after expenditure yet more eleven calendar month amidst strange major power and studying until the wee hr in the morning. Julius was so majestic of her : Amaura was a treasure of a daughter, and she always behaved so well, so right. She always kept her long brown hair tied in twin plait, wore a distich of spectacles that made her look even discriminating than she even was, and covered her lithe body with sensible wearing apparel.

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

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

Julius'perceptions were confused. Was this truly his girl ? This lovely creature, with large warm breasts pressed against his chest, her slender longsighted legs dancing in the air, her ruck up rim and wavy eyelashes, giving her youthful nerve an allure quality he would let never associated with Amaura ?

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

Yes, turned out she was his daughter indeed.

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

But they were. He could find them pressed against his dresser. It might have also been due to him wearing only his work wearing apparel, which amounted to a leather proscenium and null much, but ...

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

"Daddy ? Something bothering you ?"

Juliusf'oculus moved upward from where they were getting lost in the creamy expanse of her mamilla. Amaura's eyes were a deep wild blue yonder. A cover girl tad of blue that she inherited from Lauree. And given her sudden emergence spurt, it seemed she inherited some former affair from her mother.

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

Amaura giggled and danced in front of him, showing off her fit legs and the curve of her cute little bum. Now that he thought about it ... did girls went to the academe dressed like that ? With that short-circuit blue devil doll, the boastfully hag hat and the thin top covering her teat, his daughter looked more like a terpsichorean impersonating a mage than a real pupil.

Julius blinked to dog away those thoughts. 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 mouth, leaned forward."Wan na see ?"

Julius'mind halted for a couple mo, incertain how to interpret her give-and-take, and her motility, putting even more of that wonderful segmentation on display. Those large soft orbs ... they must ...

No. No.

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

"Oh. must come in handy !"

She nodded and giggled, making her mamilla wobble. tinker's damn. She really had a increase spurt of some sort during end twelvemonth.

"So daddy are we going ?"

"Sure !"

Amaura walked with Julius for a distich minutes, her manus clasped behind her back, making little cunning record hop as she followed her father on their way home. It might have been his imaginativeness but he thought she might in fact closet her weapon system together to progress to her tits sprout up in the open ... but it must have been his imagination. His daughter would never do such a thing. His daughter was for sure.

His girl and her longsighted stage and her puckered her lips and her cute ass and her tumid tits ... how would they experience under his fingers ... how would it feel to root for on those blushful pap, see her look contort in shame and delight as she yelled pappa papa and he would not let not let go until she came from his approximate shimmer and suck his gumshoe until ...

"Daddy ? You seem spaced-out today."

"Oh ? Uhm ? Oh, drab plum."Julius was really having a hard clock time thinking, and it was not just a shape of words. Julius Jr. was making his presence known, tenting his pants. He bit his lips and tried to obscure it, luckily his daughter's optic were fixed upon his. He still was feeling a minuscule bit under the conditions. Maybe it was because after Laureefs death he had never been with another woman ? He could, there was no shortage of cunning lilliputian things hanging around his woodcutting shop asking for all sort of reparation ... he had even fixed the very Sami chair leg four meter before the young woman even made an advance 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 position, between her chest and her cunning lilliputian hindquarters ... it was made for squeezing that cigarette ... he already knew she would sleep with it when he'd tease her with his thumb, tracing circles 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 daddy here for a minute,"Julius tried to instruct his daughter, who scoffed.

"Nonsense ! If you need facilitate I can help oneself you ! I'm a big lady friend !"

That was true, Julius thought. Amaura pushed him against her, trying to carry him with her arms. Maybe it was magic at workplace, but he felt immediately better. The headache splitting his sentiment apart almost completely left him. And this way he would get a better look at those large round bosom, wobbling with each step.

Amaura didn't seem to mind his attention. In fact, she began to draw him even closer, and when Julius's arm brushed against her plump buttocks, she made no appearance of moving him away.

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

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

"Y-you're welcome, daddy."Amaura took a lock of brown hair's-breadth around her finger's breadth 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 least get some aid back.

And attention he got. As they ate, and Amaura bored him with tales of her clip as a pupil and delighted him by showing him her pinhead in exonerated view, he only got hornier and randy, no longer hiding his dick. Amaura glanced at it a few fourth dimension but said nothing. What was she supposed to say anyway ? She was the girl, he was the father. She had all sort of tariff to fulfil ...

Julius licked his sassing as he saw Amaura helping with saucer. She had turned out to be a hunky-dory young woman ... with that chirpy ass, peeking out of that ridiculous short-change wench ... it was so ending ...

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

"Daddy ?"His daughter called to him, blue optic sparkling."What's for sweet ?"

That ... did it. The hammering in his brain disappeared, and Julius was fix for a completely different kind of hammering. He smirked and got up from his professorship, walking up to his daughter. He put both hands on her shoulder joint. Amaura tried to plough, but he kept her in station. He was used to move large logarithm, his daughter was so light and lithe, so warmly and sonant.

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

"W-what do you mean ?"

Julius'left hand slithered down to cup one of Amaura's mamilla. She yelped and maybe even tried to get away, but Julius held her house, just as she was supposed to be. His former hired hand curled around her bird. Panties and all.

He pulled.

The smidgin of her blue-blooded skirt and white slutty step-in filled the kitchen.

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

"Giving you your dessert,"Julius snickered, pishing two of his fingers inside her twat. He grunted when he found her wet, just as he expected. His hawkshaw, 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, daddy ! Ah, pop, please ..."

"Please what ?"

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

Julius laughed and fucked her even out quicker and stronger, pushing his dick deep down into his girl as he mauled her monolithic tits. They were so soft and ardent under his finger's breadth ... why hand't he done this before anyway ? He couldn't think of a understanding. His daughter owed him big time for all that he gave her during those old age, and she was about to begin paying him ... with her warm, slutty pussy.

Julius grunted as he picked up tread. His girl's pussy was a luscious pickle and he was falling right in. She squealed and trashed and rolled her optic back as she was fucked.

"... ah ! pappa ! dada ! to a greater extent ! more !"

He took her weapons system and began to rip her against her dick, so that it would go even deeper. She seemed to like it, as she shook, squealed and thrashed. Clear liquid spilled from her puss down onto her legs. Her twat clenched, and Julius was close as well.

He was close to bursting as Amaura shook and cried and begged for more and harder and deeper and please have a go at it me Daddy.

He obliged, went over the edge and came, bursting hot come from his balls up through his peter and deep into Amaura's waiting pussy.

"... 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 kitty-cat.

There.

"Liked you dessert ?"

"Yeah ..."Amaura said, panting. She wobbled on unsettled understructure down to the table, drying her rent."... I have waited so long for this,"she whispered.

Julius would induce wanted to ask her what she meant, but he felt an odd pound in his school principal. Meh. Whatever his girl wanted to tell him it could wait. He needed a nap. Not a longsighted one, at any rate. He would soon be back to put Amaura in her place. This time, he would wish to act with her backdoor ...

Amaura waited for her father to melt upstairs before she let go of the enchanting wand. The metal spliff fell onto the table. 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 mammilla. Those at least had turned out powerful fine. She could not hold back for her father to catch some Z's his utmost inhibitions off. She'd have him all to herself for a whole month before coming back ... and, of, all the things they'd enjoy together ... Amaura smiled. She really owed him. With a flick of her radiocarpal 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 effects ... she couldn't postponement for daddy to receive them out ...

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