18-year-old Angelica Starr was angry. She'd broken another bra at School today. She attended a prestigious Private School, which adhered to a very strict Dress Code, including School Uniforms. She tried to adhere to it, as well, but her breasts were growing so fast recently that she kept snapping bras. They were up to a 36-DD now, and showed no signs of stopping. The Headmistress had caught her not wearing the now-useless garment, and had Suspended her for 3 days. Now she was driving home, tears streaming down her beautiful cheeks. She just knew Daddy would be disappointed in her.
Angelica and her Father, Michael, lived alone in a large Mansion just outside of Town. Angelica's Mother had walked out on them when Angel was 5 years old. Michael had come home from work one day and found Angel at the Babysitter's and a Note from his Wife on his pillow. "I'm leaving.", it read. "I just can't take this life any more. Don't bother looking for me, you won't find me. I love you, and our little Angel, but I just can't stay here any longer. Good bye." She'd left all of her belongings behind, and never returned for them. Michael hired Private Investigators to find her. The last he'd heard, she'd joined some Hippie Commune out in California, and disavowed any knowledge of the existence of the Family she'd abandoned. After 3 years, Michael had had the Marriage Annulled. Her possessions had gone into an empty room in the Mansion, should she ever decide to return, but that didn't seem likely.
So, Angel had been raised by her Daddy, and under his care she had grown into a beautiful and intelligent young lady. She was short and slender, 5 foot 3 inches tall and weighing in at a mere 97 pounds. She took after her Mother physically, having an extremely pale complexion, long straight flame-red hair, deep violet eyes, and magnificent breasts. Her facial features were exotic, with almond-shaped eyes, slanted elegant cheekbones, and her ears seemed to almost come to points as they often protruded up through her hair. In Intelligence and Temperament, however, she'd taken after her Father. She shared all of his interests (plus a few of her own), and it had quickly become apparent that she was not only a Genius, but a Prodigy as well, with an avid interest in the fields of Neurochemistry and Parapsychology.
Angel drove up to driveway to her home, her tears having abated for the moment. She knew her Daddy would be home, he'd inherited several million dollars from his Parents, along with the Family Estate, so he didn't have to work unless he wanted to. Chances were good that the School had already called him. She only hoped her Daddy was already napping, he usually did in the afternoons. She entered the front door quietly, if he was napping, she didn't want to wake him. She stepped silently up the stairs to her Bedroom, making as little noise as possible as she walked down the hall. She was passing the Upstairs Library when she heard strange sounds coming from inside. She stopped walking and crept closer to the partially opened door, from which she heard moans and voices. She snuck up to the door and peered inside. The sight that met her eyes made her gasp silently. There was 18-year-old Anna, one of the Housekeepers, completely naked and bent over the Library Table! Daddy was behind her, naked from the waist down, his large and hard dick pounding into Anna's hairy cunt, her ankles locked awkwardly around his waist. "Yes! Yes, Mr. Starr, fuck me! Slam your big, hard cock into my tight little pussy! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
Daddy moaned, humping balls-deep into Anna from behind. "Yes, Baby, you're so tight and wet...."
