It was that time of the yr again ; his daughter Amaura was coming back home base. Julius, being a simple-minded carpenter, had saved and saved for age to tolerate his daughter an didactics, and one at the respectable witching academy of the city, at that ! After her motherfs death, Amaura had turned calm down and studious, and Julius only thought it the right to appropriate her the breeding he nor Lauree could ever buy.

And now she was coming back ! Amaura was coming back, after spending yet more eleven calendar month amidst unknown powers and studying until the wee hour in the sunrise. 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 longsighted Robert Brown tomentum tied in Twin Falls tress, wore a twosome of glasses that made her reckon even sharpie than she even was, and covered her lithe body with sensible apparel.

All this was the reason why Julius had a strong time believing his middle 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 daughter ? This adorable brute, with great lovesome breasts pressed against his chest of drawers, her slender long legs dancing in the air, her knit brim and wavy eyelashes, giving her young expression an alluring quality he would birth never associated with Amaura ?

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

Yes, turned out she was his daughter indeed.

His gumshoe, compelled by some sorcery to rise from his pull slumber, didn't seem particularly impressed by the fact those bombastic creamy nipple belonged to his daughter.

But they were. He could feel them pressed against his bureau. It might experience also been due to him wearing only his work apparel, which amounted to a leather forestage and cipher much, but ...

No. There was something awry 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 deeply blue. A lovely refinement of blue that she inherited from Lauree. And given her sudden growth jet, it seemed she inherited some other 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 curvature of her cute small bum. Now that he thought about it ... did girls went to the academia dressed like that ? With that unforesightful blueing skirt, the with child witch hat and the thin top covering her tits, his daughter looked more like a terpsichorean impersonating a mage than a real student.

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

"Are we going home, daddy ? Together ?"

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

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

Julius'mind halted for a couple moments, unsure how to interpret her tidings, and her movement, putting even more of that fantastic cleavage on video display. Those large mild 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. Must do in W. C. Handy !"

She nodded and giggled, making her boob wobble. Damn. She really had a growth spurt of some sort during last year.

"So pop are we going ?"

"Sure !"

Amaura walked with Julius for a couple minutes, her script clasped behind her back, making little precious hops as she followed her male parent on their way home. It might induce been his imagination but he thought she might in fact press her arms together to make her tits sprout up in the candid ... but it must consume been his imagination. His daughter would never do such a thing. His daughter was for sure.

His daughter and her farseeing wooden leg and her puckered her rim and her cunning ass and her large titmouse ... how would they feel under his digit ... how would it feel to pull on those rosy nipples, see her brass contort in disgrace and pleasure as she yelled daddy pop and he would not let not let go until she came from his rough gaming and suck his dick until ...

"dada ? You seem spacey today."

"Oh ? Uhm ? Oh, sorry plum."Julius was really having a surd time mentation, and it was not just a figure of spoken language. Julius Jr. was making his presence known, tenting his pants. He bit his lips and tried to hide it, luckily his girl's eyes were fixed upon his. He still was feeling a little bit under the atmospheric condition. Maybe it was because after Laureefs death he had never been with another cleaning lady ? He could, there was no deficit of cunning little thing hanging around his woodcutting workshop asking for all kind of repairs ... he had even fixed the very same professorship leg four times before the lady friend even made an procession 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 veracious space, between her chest of drawers and her cute little butt ... it was made for squeezing that butt ... he already knew she would sleep together it when he'd vamp her with his ovolo, tracing roach around it before plunging in and making her squeal like the picayune piggie she was ...

"Uhhc I think ... I think is better is you leave your daddy here for a bit,"Julius tried to instruct his girl, who scoffed.

"Nonsense ! If you need help oneself I can help oneself you ! I'm a big daughter !"

That was confessedly, Julius thought. Amaura pushed him against her, trying to carry him with her limb. Maybe it was magic at piece of work, but he felt immediately better. The concern splitting his idea apart almost completely left him. And this way he would get a near expression at those large round teat, wobbling with each step.

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

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

"Ah, I feel much ameliorate now, thank you,"Julius said, brushing his hand against Amaura's cheek again. She blushed and looked away. For some understanding the demure look made him palpate even steamy.

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

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

And attention he got. As they ate, and Amaura bored him with tarradiddle of her meter as a student and delighted him by showing him her boobs in gain view, he only got hornier and hornlike, no longer hiding his peter. Amaura glanced at it a few times but said nil. What was she supposed to say anyway ? She was the girl, he was the father. She had all kind of duties to fulfil ...

Julius licked his lips as he saw Amaura helping with dishes. She had turned out to be a alright new char ... with that perky ass, peeking out of that ridiculous short circuit skirt ... it was so close ...

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

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

That ... did it. The hammering in his head 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 turn, but he kept her in station. He was used to move sonorous logs, his daughter was so lighting and lithe, so affectionate and soft.

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

"W-what do you mean ?"

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

He pulled.

The smidgin of her depressed skirt and white slutty scanty filled the kitchen.

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

"gift you your dessert,"Julius snickered, pishing two of his fingers inside her snatch. He grunted when he found her wet, just as he expected. His cock, 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, making her squeal with each push.

"You like it ?"

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

"Please what ?"

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

Julius laughed and fucked her even quicker and unattackable, pushing his dick deep down into his girl as he mauled her massive mamilla. They were so subdued and tender 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 year, and she was about to start out paying him ... with her warm, slutty pussy.

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

"... ah ! Daddy ! pa ! More ! to a greater extent !"

He took her arms and began to pull up her against her dick, so that it would go even deeper. She seemed to like it, as she shook, squealed and thrashed. enlighten 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 profoundly and please fuck me Daddy.

He obliged, went over the boundary and came, bursting hot ejaculate from his testicle up through his prick and deep into Amaura's waiting slit.

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

"Yeah. There's more where that came from, squawk,"Julius said, satisfied, as he withdrew his still-hard peter from her kitty.

There.

"Liked you dessert ?"

"Yeah ..."Amaura said, panting. She wobbled on unsure substructure 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 read/write head. Meh. Whatever his daughter wanted to tell 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 backdoor ...

Amaura waited for her father to disappear upstairs before she let go of the enchanting wand. The metallic element stick fell onto the tabular array. It was so tiring to use. But so worth it. forbearance. She had barely started as a mage. She still had lots to hear. Amaura lifted her tits. Those at to the lowest degree had turned out mighty fine. She could not wait for her Father of the Church to sleep his go inhibitions off. She'd have him all to herself for a whole month before coming back ... and, of, all the thing 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 presence of her womb. She was not getting any risk of exposure. As for the former effects ... she couldn't wait for daddy to find them out ...

Amaura licked her lips. Soon she'd enjoy the second part of her desserts, right against her natural language ...