It was that time of the year again ; his daughter Amaura was coming back home. Julius, being a dim-witted carpenter, had saved and saved for geezerhood to allow his girl an Education Department, and one at the upright 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 allow her the education he nor Lauree could ever purchase.

And now she was coming back ! Amaura was coming back, after outgo yet more eleven months amidst strange king and studying until the wee hours in the morning. Julius was so gallant of her : Amaura was a treasure of a daughter, and she always behaved so well, so proper. She always kept her long browned hair tied in twin tress, wore a couple of glasses that made her look even sharper than she even was, and covered her lissome body with sensible clothes.

All this was the reason why Julius had a laborious time believing his center when his girl, smiling and crying, ran towards him.

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

Julius'perception were confused. Was this truly his daughter ? This adorable creature, with large warm breasts pressed against his chest, her slender long ramification dance in the air, her puckered lips and rippled eyelashes, giving her youthful facial expression an tempting quality he would own never associated with Amaura ?

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

Yes, turned out she was his daughter indeed.

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

But they were. He could feel them pressed against his chest. It might induce also been due to him wearing only his work clothes, which amounted to a leather proscenium and nothing much, but ...

No. There was something legal injury here. He could never ...

"Daddy ? Something bothering you ?"

Juliusf'eyes moved upward from where they were getting lost in the creamy expanse of her tits. Amaura's eyes were a deep blueness. A lovely nuance of blue air that she inherited from Lauree. And given her sudden growth jet, it seemed she inherited some early affair from her mother.

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

Amaura giggled and danced in front of him, showing off her fit pegleg and the curve of her cute little bum. Now that he thought about it ... did girls went to the academia dressed like that ? With that short blue chick, the large crone hat and the thin top covering her mammilla, his girl looked more like a dancer impersonating a mage than a real educatee.

Julius blinked to go after away those mentation. There seemed to be a thrum in his drumhead, 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 need to,"Amaura said, pointing at her vauntingly hat."It's all here."She puckered her lips, leaned forward."Wan na see ?"

Julius'nous halted for a couple moments, unsure how to construe her quarrel, and her apparent motion, putting even Thomas More of that wondrous cleavage on presentation. Those prominent soft globe ... they must ...

No. No.

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

"Oh. mustiness come in William Christopher Handy !"

She nodded and giggled, making her tits wobble. shit. She really had a growth spurt of some form during last yr.

"So daddy are we going ?"

"Sure !"

Amaura walked with Julius for a brace minutes, her hands clasped behind her back, making little cute hops as she followed her father on their way home. It might suffer been his imagination but he thought she might in fact wardrobe her coat of arms together to make her tits sprout up in the unresolved ... but it must consume been his imagination. His daughter would never do such a thing. His daughter was sure.

His daughter and her recollective legs and her puckered her sass and her precious ass and her big mammilla ... how would they feel under his fingers ... how would it feel to draw on those flushed nipples, see her face contort in shame and pleasure as she yelled daddy daddy and he would not let not let go until she came from his rough play and suck his dick until ...

"papa ? You seem spacey today."

"Oh ? Uhm ? Oh, sorry plum."Julius was really having a hard meter intellection, and it was not just a figure of speech. Julius Jr. was making his bearing known, tenting his pants. He bit his back talk and tried to hide it, luckily his daughter's eyes were fixed upon his. He still was feeling a petty bit under the weather. Maybe it was because after Laureefs expiry he had never been with another womanhood ? He could, there was no deficit of precious small things hanging around his woodcutting store asking for all sort of fixing ... he had even fixed the very Lapplander hot seat leg four times before the girl even made an progression 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 berth, between her chest of drawers and her cunning little stub ... it was made for squeezing that butt ... he already knew she would love it when he'd teaser her with his ovolo, tracing rotary 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 moment,"Julius tried to apprize his daughter, who scoffed.

"frill ! If you need help I can help you ! I'm a big lady friend !"

That was true, Julius thought. Amaura pushed him against her, trying to express him with her coat of arms. Maybe it was magic at work, but he felt immediately better. The head ache splitting his idea apart almost completely left him. And this way he would get a better flavor at those orotund round tits, wobbling with each step.

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

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

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

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

Julius nodded vigorously. It was right. He gave her so often, he could at least get some attention back.

And attending he got. As they ate, and Amaura bored him with tales of her clock time as a pupil and delighted him by showing him her boobs in clear view, he only got corneous and hornier, no longer hiding his cock. Amaura glanced at it a few times but said nothing. What was she supposed to say anyway ? She was the daughter, he was the don. She had all sort of tariff to fulfil ...

Julius licked his lips as he saw Amaura helping with lulu. She had turned out to be a all right young cleaning lady ... with that buoyant ass, peeking out of that ridiculous shortsighted skirt ... it was so cheeseparing ...

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

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

That ... did it. The hammering in his head disappeared, and Julius was make for a completely unlike sort of pounding. He smirked and got up from his chair, walking up to his daughter. He put both mitt on her shoulders. Amaura tried to turn, but he kept her in place. He was used to move threatening log, his daughter was so ignitor and lithesome, so warm and soft.

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

"W-what do you think ?"

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 house, just as she was supposed to be. His other hired hand curled around her chick. pantie and all.

He pulled.

The tag of her blue chick and Edward White slutty scanty filled the kitchen.

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

"gift you your dessert,"Julius snickered, pishing two of his digit inside her cunt. He grunted when he found her wet, just as he expected. His dick, finally freed from its constraints, sprung Forth River, and he quickly impaled his juicy daughter with it.

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

"You like it ?"

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

"Please what ?"

"Please ... harder, pa ... !"

Julius laughed and fucked her even quicker and hard, pushing his dick deep down into his daughter as he mauled her monumental tit. They were so soft and warm under his fingerbreadth ... why hand't he done this before anyway ? He couldn't think of a reason. His daughter owed him big time 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 daughter's pussy was a luscious hole and he was falling right in. She squealed and trashed and rolled her heart back as she was fucked.

"... ah ! pappa ! dad ! More ! to a greater extent !"

He took her arms and began to pull her against her putz, so that it would go even deep. She seemed to like it, as she shook, squealed and thrashed. top liquid spilled from her cunt down onto her leg. Her pussy 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 fuck me pop.

He obliged, went over the edge and came, bursting hot seed from his bollock up through his prick 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 cock from her kitty-cat.

There.

"Liked you dessert ?"

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

Julius would have wanted to ask her what she meant, but he felt an odd hammering in his head. Meh. Whatever his daughter wanted to secern him it could hold back. He needed a nap. Not a long one, at any rate. He would soon be back to put Amaura in her plaza. This prison term, he would care to diddle with her backdoor ...

Amaura waited for her father to disappear upstair before she let go of the enchanting baton. The metal stick 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 often to learn. Amaura lifted her teat. Those at least had turned out mighty fine. She could not wait for her father to sleep his concluding suppression off. She'd have him all to herself for a unanimous 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 handwriting and waved it in strawman of her womb. She was not getting any risk. As for the other effect ... she couldn't waiting for daddy to find them out ...

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