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	Not-Lyrah laughed cheekily.  "Sort of, I suppose."

	The bull's look of shock returned.  "What happened?"

	Pseudo-Lyrah inhaled deeply before speaking.  "I asked Lyrah to share her body with me for one night.  There is no permanent manner of returning to life, my love -I earned a few liberties for good behavior in Ardenweald, so I can spend a few hours here and there via possession- but I wanted just a little more time with you and our daughter."

	Drenan almost couldn't believe it.  Lyrah looked and sounded  no different, save for her eye color, but her speech patterns and mannerisms were identical to Kinah's.  "Truly?  Sh-she agreed?"

	"Without hesitation," Kinah affirmed with another small laugh.  "But there's nothing ordinary about your relationship with her, so why should mine be any different?  Do not fear, darling.  She can see and hear everything, and she may speak at will if she wishes, but she wants [i]us[/i] to have this brief time together."

* * * * *

	Within the immaterial realm of Lyrah's mind, her and her mother sat side-by-side, peering into a silvery fog that melted into the reality beyond Lyrah's sense of sight.  As Kinah spoke to her husband, Lyrah couldn't help but give her dark-furred mother a nudge.  "You totally gave it away on purpose, and I knew you were gonna."

	Kinah held her hand out, almost as if silencing a microphone.  "I did not wish to deceive your father for long.  And if he found out mid-coitus, I would rather he not panic or... something."

	"Pfffft, you're no fun," Lyrah retorted and stuck out her tongue, though her eyes remained glued to the view of her naked father below her body.

	"I beg to differ, and I think you will, too, by tonight's end."

* * * * *

	Drenan let out a shaky exhale.  "Is this... should I-" he started, then glanced over at his night stand, eyeing the lone vial of potion that awaited his consumption.  His muscular arm began to stretch toward it, until Lyrah's hand shot out and pinned him to the bed by his wrist.

	"Not tonight, love," she said gently.  "Lyrah wants this as much as you do, and it would be nice to get to meet my future grandchildren someday, in a sense."

	The quiver rumbled in Drenan's chest as he exhaled and looked up into Kinah's eyes.  The hesitation was gone from his voice as he said simply, "So be it."

	Like the cat that caught the canary, Lyrah grinned and practically pounced atop Drenan, smothering him with a passionate kiss as her hips bore down atop his lap.  A husky, emphatic moan hummed into his lips, and both hands moved back to press down upon his scarred shoulders, then up to hungrily cup his furred cheeks.  The curvaceous tauren's rounded rump began to slide downward amid their continued kisses, allowing her nectar-tinged folds to softly graze the tip of her father's cock.  Their kiss broke with another gasp, her hips moving even lower to run her soft folds down the entirety of his swelling shaft.  "Just like I remember it."

	Drenan gritted his teeth as he pushed his hips upward, grinding his flattened length into his daughter's nether lips as she descended downward even further.  "Is that right?" he rumbled, and slowly a rather coy grin spread across his bovine face.  All of a sudden his hands shot upward and latched onto her heavy breasts, his fingers spidering upward to give both nipples an ever-so-fleeting pinch.

	The gesture caused Lyrah to inhale sharply, followed by an exceptionally husky moan.  "Mmmmmh...!  Do you... ever miss me?"

	"All the time," Drenan echoed, helpless to do more than grind up against her even more firmly.

	"Then I think... you need a good reminder," she added teasingly, and with great care Lyrah lifted her rounded rump, straightened her legs just a bit, then rocked her hips much further forward.  Drenan could barely speak before his vision was suddenly swallowed up by Lyrah's belly and pubic region, while her soaking nethers kissed him squarely upon the lips.  A much louder moan escaped her as she bore down upon him, practically forcing his lips open with her weight, only to feel his thick tongue push its way directly into her folds.  "Fffffuck... deeper," she encouraged him, rocking her hips from side to side hungrily atop the bull's face, hunching her upper body over grasp his lone horn with one hand to brace herself.  The other latched onto one of his wrists, goading him further to keep groping her tits.  "They may not be... as big... but I hope they... m... mooooooo...!"

* * * * *

	Both Lyrah and Kinah clung to each other, the both of them feeling the full effects of Drenan's skillful tongue.  It was Kinah who dared to look at her daughter first through half-lidded eyes and speak.  "I-is he always this... robust?"

	Lyrah nodded shakily and embraced her mother even tighter.  "Y-yeah... normally h-he takes his time a bit more... but he's reaaaaally going at it tonight...!"

	Kinah nodded in agreement as she looked Lyrah's quivering form up and down slowly.  "There is something about you both together... the love... the passion... it is contagious...!"

	Lyrah turned her head to look at her mother with flushed cheeks, but before she could speak, Kinah's muzzle met hers in a deep, desperate kiss.  The startled shaman reflexively leaned into it, and she even dared to let out a soft moan in response.

	Kinah broke the kiss shortly after, appearing truly flustered for the first time.  "I... I have never kissed a woman before."

	"And...?" Lyrah prodded with crimson-colored cheeks, accompanied by a slight smirk.

	The dark-furred tauren did not speak, rather she enraptured her own daughter with another fiery kiss instead.

* * * * *

	Drenan had no way of knowing what all was going on in Lyrah's mind, and all he could do was continue fiercely feasting upon his daughter's delicious quim, even with her mother inhabiting her consciousness.  She tasted no different than usual, but peering up past her belly showed Drenan how much Kinah truly reveled in his touch.  It did indeed feel like rekindling a love from over two decades prior, and with renewed vigor his hands left her tits, only to come crashing down hard upon her rounded ass instead, squeezing and wobbling her soft cheeks to pull his tongue even deeper into her increasingly wet womanhood.