It was a man, twice as tall as a normal person. He had long locks of golden, curly hair falling about his shoulders and he was clad in beautiful armor... It looked almost medieval in design, plates of white metal with golden trim, inscribed with flowing text and holy sigils. The pauldrons alone were almost as large as a mortal man’s torso, yet he moved as if the armor weighed nothing at all. They noted that his feet were bare, the roots and brambles withering away where he trod as if clearing a. I skipped from bed and went out into the living room. The house was quite and the men had left, and my father had slept on the divan with a blanket over him.I sat on the edge of the settee and shook his shoulder, 'Daddy', I whispered, and he was roused. 'He reached out and gathered me up and pulled me in tight against him, 'Go to sleep baby', he said, as I began to feel myself drift off with his body smells and heat.I lay drowsily, wrapped up, when I suddenly realized he was nude from his waist. 'Oh yes, Jessica honey...' I managed.I approached the goddess. I reached around and felt her big firm fakes. 'Oh lord,' I thought to myself at that moment, 'I thank thee for thy bounty!' I squeezed them tighter as I slid my boner up and down the valley or her spread-open ass-crack, and hot, drooling pussy. Her cunt's juices further lubed up my shaft as I slid, and my dick effortlessly and unintentionally slid right up her cunt on one of my preparatory strokes.'Ooooooh! Not the pussy!' she cooed. And, I held him close, feeling him warm, hot, almost sweaty in my arms,feeling the beat of his heart against his shirt, against his chest.And, soon, my hand against the hardness of his chest, against thefur, and the stiffness of his nipples, to hear him moan oh so softly, as Iplayed with his stiff nipples deep against my lips, against my moustache,taking him warm and damp into my mouth. And, to smell him, warm and spicy,so manly, deep into my nostrils, to smell his lust, his need, and to.