It was that time of the yr again ; his daughter Amaura was coming back home. Julius, being a simple carpenter, had saved and saved for years to appropriate his daughter an Education, and one at the best magical academy of the city, at that ! After her motherfs death, Amaura had turned quiet and studious, and Julius only thought it the best to leave her the training he nor Lauree could ever purchase.

And now she was coming back ! Amaura was coming back, after disbursal yet more 11 months amidst strange powers and studying until the wee hours in the break of the day. Julius was so proud of her : Amaura was a hoarded wealth of a daughter, and she always behaved so well, so proper. She always kept her long brown hair's-breadth tied in twin braid, wore a pair of spyglass that made her appear even card sharp than she even was, and covered her slender body with sensitive clothes.

All this was the reason why Julius had a hard prison term believing his eyes when his girl, smiling and crying, ran towards him.

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

Julius'perceptions were confused. Was this truly his daughter ? This lovely puppet, with enceinte quick breasts pressed against his pectus, her slender yearn branch dancing in the air, her puckered mouth and wavy eyelash, giving her youthful human face an allure tone he would birth never associated with Amaura ?

"dada ! I'm so glad 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 bombastic creamy tits belonged to his daughter.

But they were. He could sense them pressed against his breast. It might get also been due to him wearing only his workplace wearing 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'middle moved upward from where they were getting lost in the creamy area of her boob. Amaura's oculus were a deep blue. A endearing shade of blue sky that she inherited from Lauree. And given her sudden maturation spurt, it seemed she inherited some other things from her mother.

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

Amaura giggled and danced in front of him, showing off her fit peg and the curve of her precious little bum. Now that he thought about it ... did girls went to the academe dressed like that ? With that brusque blue annulus, the large hag hat and the reduce top covering her pap, his daughter looked more like a terpsichorean impersonating a mage than a veridical student.

Julius blinked to chase away those thoughts. There seemed to be a thrum in his header, a noise he could not find the source of ...

"Are we going home, daddy ? Together ?"

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

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

Julius'creative thinker halted for a couple moments, unsure how to see her words, and her movement, putting even more of that grand cleavage on video display. Those large cushy orb ... they must ...

No. No.

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

"Oh. Must come in handy !"

She nodded and giggled, making her pap wobble. tinker's damn. She really had a growth spurt of some sort during last year.

"So papa are we going ?"

"Sure !"

Amaura walked with Julius for a couple minutes, her hands clasped behind her back, making short cute hops as she followed her father on their way home. It might ingest been his resource but he thought she might in fact press her blazonry together to make her tits sprout up in the candid ... but it must have been his imagination. His girl would never do such a thing. His daughter was sure as shooting.

His daughter and her long stage and her puckered her back talk and her cunning ass and her large titty ... how would they feel under his fingers ... how would it feel to displume on those flushed nipples, see her face contort in pity and pleasure as she yelled daddy pop and he would not let not let go until she came from his rough play and suck his dick until ...

"Daddy ? You seem spacey today."

"Oh ? Uhm ? Oh, sorry plum."Julius was really having a voiceless time thought process, and it was not just a flesh of manner of speaking. Julius Jr. was making his presence known, tenting his trouser. He bit his lips and tried to hide it, luckily his girl's eyes were fixed upon his. He still was feeling a minuscule bit under the weather condition. Maybe it was because after Laureefs destruction he had never been with another adult female ? He could, there was no shortage of cute little things hanging around his woodcutting shop asking for all sort of repairs ... he had even fixed the very Lapplander chair leg four clip before the fille even made an onward motion on him.

But that was all in the past times. Maybe it was the sight of his daughter, all grown-up, and all filled-out in the right places, between her chest and her cute trivial butt ... it was made for squeezing that butt ... he already knew she would love it when he'd minx her with his pollex, tracing circles around it before plunging in and making her squeal like the piddling piggie she was ...

"Uhhc I think ... I think is better is you leave your pa here for a here and now,"Julius tried to teach his daughter, who scoffed.

"nonsensicality ! If you need facilitate I can help you ! I'm a big girl !"

That was admittedly, Julius thought. Amaura pushed him against her, trying to carry him with her arm. Maybe it was magic at body of work, but he felt immediately better. The worry splitting his thoughts apart almost completely left him. And this way he would get a well look at those large round of drinks tits, wobbling with each measure.

Amaura didn't seem to bear in mind his attention. In fact, she began to withdraw him even closer, and when Julius's arm brushed against her plump hind end, she made no display of moving him away.

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

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

"Y-you're receive, daddy."Amaura took a whorl of John Brown hair 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 least get some attention back.

And attending he got. As they ate, and Amaura bored him with tales of her time as a bookman and delighted him by showing him her boobs in enlighten view, he only got turned on and hornier, no longer hiding his putz. Amaura glanced at it a few meter but said nothing. What was she supposed to say anyway ? She was the daughter, he was the father. She had all sort of duties to live up to ...

Julius licked his lip as he saw Amaura helping with dishes. She had turned out to be a fine Cy Young woman ... with that perky ass, peeking out of that ridiculous short bird ... it was so penny-pinching ...

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

"pa ?"His girl called to him, amobarbital sodium eye sparkling."What's for afters ?"

That ... did it. The hammering in his head disappeared, and Julius was gear up for a completely different kind of hammering. He smirked and got up from his chair, walking up to his daughter. He put both hands on her shoulders. Amaura tried to turn, but he kept her in property. He was used to move heavy logs, his daughter was so short and lithe, so tender and soft.

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

"W-what do you have in mind ?"

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

He pulled.

The iota of her blueing skirt and blanched slutty panty filled the kitchen.

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

"Giving you your dessert,"Julius snickered, pishing two of his fingers inside her cunt. He grunted when he found her wet, just as he expected. His gumshoe, finally freed from its constraint, sprung forth, and he quickly impaled his juicy girl 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, dad ! Ah, dada, please ..."

"Please what ?"

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

Julius laughed and fucked her even quicker and solid, pushing his peter deep down into his daughter as he mauled her massive tits. They were so flabby and warm under his finger's breadth ... why bridge player't he done this before anyway ? He couldn't think of a grounds. His daughter owed him big clock time for all that he gave her during those years, and she was about to begin paying him ... with her warm, slutty pussycat.

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

"... ah ! Daddy ! pappa ! More ! More !"

He took her munition and began to pull 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 cunt down onto her legs. Her pussy clenched, and Julius was close as well.

He was conclude to bursting as Amaura shook and cried and begged for more and harder and rich and delight love me Daddy.

He obliged, went over the border and came, bursting hot seed from his balls up through his tool and trench into Amaura's waiting puss.

"... 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 infantry down to the table, drying her tears."... I have waited so long for this,"she whispered.

Julius would bear wanted to ask her what she meant, but he felt an odd hammer in his head. Meh. Whatever his daughter wanted to tell him it could await. He needed a nap. Not a tenacious one, at any pace. He would soon be back to put Amaura in her place. This time, he would wish to play with her backdoor ...

Amaura waited for her founding father to disappear up the stairs before she let go of the enchanting wand. The metal marijuana cigarette 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 pick up. Amaura lifted her tits. Those at least had turned out powerful fine. She could not wait for her forefather to catch some Z's his last inhibitions off. She'd have him all to herself for a totally calendar 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, she took the wand back in her hand and waved it in straw man of her womb. She was not getting any danger. As for the other effects ... she couldn't wait for daddy to find them out ...

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