I started to tell her what I was going to do with her when we get back. When we get back, I am going to throw you onto the bed. I am going to passion...tely kiss your luscious lips and let us taste each other. I am going to move my hand on to your plump breasts and slowing move my hand in a circular motion to you nipple. When I get there, I will find its still hard and I will squeeze it through your thin red bathing suit between my fingers. Still kissing passionately, I will pull your bathing. She capitalised on this by sitting on my lap after she'd had her bath, she always wriggled around until she felt my cock against the soft cleft beneath her legs.As she got older she seemed to make a point of displaying her body after I had flatly refused to go on bathing her, consequently I came to know her body , by sight at least, intimately. Her breasts weren't large but they had an excellent shape with lovely little pink nipples, just the sight of them caused me to groan with frustration.. The ball of fire began burning anew between her hands – when the spell sputtered and died, the mage’s attention lost as she beheld the impossible.With a wave of the mighty shard of night in his right hand, the burning knight batted the fiery ball away, causing it to blast a small section of the road ten yards distant.It was beyond belief. The spell was unstoppable. There existed no shielding spell, no counter-spell, no eldritch power which could stop it. Yet, the burning blue knight had done it. “All done Daddy?” I asked, looking up at him, his fat, slick cock still rock solid. His robe was across the kitchen floor and sweat was pouring down his dark, beautiful body. He started stroking. “Not quite baby, I still gotta finish, so take off your blouse.” I quickly stripped completely naked and knelt down in front of him, legs together, clit sticking up as I rubbed my titties, licked my lips and smiled up at the cock I lived and breathed for, the cock that owned me, the cock I would love.