It was that time of the year again ; his daughter Amaura was coming back home plate. Julius, being a simple carpenter, had saved and saved for eld to allow his daughter an education, and one at the best magical honorary society of the city, at that ! After her motherfs death, Amaura had turned quiet and studious, and Julius only thought it the best to take into account her the Education Department he nor Lauree could ever purchase.

And now she was coming back ! Amaura was coming back, after spending yet more eleven month amidst strange powers and studying until the wee hours in the first light. Julius was so proud of her : Amaura was a gem of a girl, and she always behaved so well, so proper. She always kept her hanker brown pilus tied in Twin Falls tresses, wore a twain of crank that made her look even shrill than she even was, and covered her lithe body with sensible apparel.

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

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

Julius'sensing were confused. Was this truly his girl ? This lovely creature, with large warm breasts pressed against his chest, her slender tenacious wooden leg dancing in the air, her puckered lips and wavelike eyelashes, giving her vernal face an alluring caliber he would possess never associated with Amaura ?

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

Yes, turned out she was his girl indeed.

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

But they were. He could finger them pressed against his thorax. It might possess also been due to him wearing only his work apparel, which amounted to a leather apron and cypher 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 tit. Amaura's heart were a deep blue sky. A pin-up shade of bluing that she inherited from Lauree. And given her sudden growth spurt, it seemed she inherited some other affair from her mother.

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

Amaura giggled and danced in front of him, showing off her fit legs and the curve of her cute niggling bum. Now that he thought about it ... did girls went to the academia dressed like that ? With that suddenly blue doll, the turgid witch hat and the thin top covering her tits, his daughter looked more like a dancer impersonating a mage than a veridical student.

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

"Are we going home, daddy ? Together ?"

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

"No demand 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 couple here and now, unsure how to interpret her Son, and her move, putting even Thomas More of that wonderful cleavage on display. Those large flaccid orb ... they must ...

No. No.

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

"Oh. moldiness come up in handy !"

She nodded and giggled, making her tits tilt. darn. She really had a growth spirt of some sort during last yr.

"So pa are we going ?"

"Sure !"

Amaura walked with Julius for a dyad second, her mitt clasped behind her back, making trivial cute hops as she followed her begetter on their way plate. It might have been his imagination but he thought she might in fact public press her blazonry together to make her tits sprout up in the open air ... but it must hold been his imagination. His daughter would never do such a affair. His daughter was certainly.

His daughter and her long legs and her puckered her lips and her cute ass and her tumid tits ... how would they finger under his finger's breadth ... how would it sense to deplume on those rosy teat, see her look contort in shame and pleasure as she yelled daddy dada and he would not let not let go until she came from his rough turn and suck his hawkshaw until ...

"pappa ? You seem spacey today."

"Oh ? Uhm ? Oh, good-for-nothing plum."Julius was really having a laborious time thinking, and it was not just a design of manner of speaking. Julius Jr. was making his presence known, tenting his pants. He bit his brim and tried to veil it, luckily his daughter's optic were fixed upon his. He still was feeling a little bit under the weather. Maybe it was because after Laureefs expiry he had never been with another char ? 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 like chair leg four times before the lady friend even made an advance on him.

But that was all in the past. Maybe it was the mass of his daughter, all grown-up, and all filled-out in the redress home, between her chest and her cute little butt ... it was made for squeezing that butt ... he already knew she would know it when he'd tease her with his thumb, 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 papa here for a minute,"Julius tried to instruct his daughter, who scoffed.

"Nonsense ! If you need help I can serve you ! I'm a big girl !"

That was true, Julius thought. Amaura pushed him against her, trying to conduct him with her arms. Maybe it was magic at workplace, but he felt immediately better. The worry splitting his opinion apart almost completely left him. And this way he would get a secure look at those large daily round tits, wobbling with each stair.

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

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

"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 grounds the demure verbal expression made him palpate even corneous.

"Y-you're welcome, daddy."Amaura took a lock of brown hair's-breadth around her finger and began to sprain 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 attending back.

And attending he got. As they ate, and Amaura bored him with tales of her clock time as a student and delighted him by showing him her dummy in sack up scene, he only got hornier and hornier, no longer hiding his dick. Amaura glanced at it a few time but said zero. What was she supposed to say anyway ? She was the girl, he was the founding father. She had all sort of obligation to fulfil ...

Julius licked his lips as he saw Amaura helping with dishes. She had turned out to be a very well young adult female ... with that perky ass, peeking out of that ridiculous curtly annulus ... it was so fold ...

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

"dada ?"His daughter called to him, blue eyes sparkling."What's for afters ?"

That ... did it. The pound in his head disappeared, and Julius was ready for a completely unlike kind of pounding. He smirked and got up from his hot seat, walking up to his daughter. He put both handwriting on her shoulders. Amaura tried to wrench, but he kept her in place. He was used to move gravid logs, his daughter was so light and lithe, so lovesome and soft.

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

"W-what do you intend ?"

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

He pulled.

The shreds of her blue doll and egg white slutty panty filled the kitchen.

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

"Giving you your afters,"Julius snickered, pishing two of his fingers inside her cunt. He grunted when he found her wet, just as he expected. His dick, finally freed from its constraint, 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 River, making her squeal with each pushing.

"You like it ?"

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

"Please what ?"

"Please ... harder, dad ... !"

Julius laughed and fucked her still quicker and stronger, pushing his dick deep down into his daughter as he mauled her massive breast. They were so soft and warm under his fingers ... 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 set about paying him ... with her warm, slutty pussy.

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

"... ah ! dad ! papa ! more ! More !"

He took her blazon 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. authorize liquidness spilled from her puss down onto her legs. 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 bang me pappa.

He obliged, went over the sharpness and came, bursting hot seed from his testis up through his hawkshaw and deep into Amaura's waiting pussy.

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

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

There.

"Liked you dessert ?"

"Yeah ..."Amaura said, panting. She wobbled on unsealed metrical foot down to the table, drying her tears."... 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 tell him it could await. He needed a nap. Not a long one, at any rate. He would soon be back to put Amaura in her property. This metre, he would wish to play with her backdoor ...

Amaura waited for her father to disappear upstairs before she let go of the enchanting verge. The alloy 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 much to discover. Amaura lifted her titty. Those at least had turned out mightily fine. She could not wait for her male parent to sleep his last 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 movie of her wrist, she took the wand back in her hand and waved it in movement of her womb. She was not getting any peril. As for the other upshot ... she couldn't delay for daddy to retrieve them out ...

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