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Adana grumbled as her grandmother and 2 other elder tribal women fussed over her, trying to make her look every bit the princess she was born as. But at this moment, she really didn't feel like anything but a child, despite being old enough to have had many cubs by now.

Stripped naked in her family's hut, they bathed her, brushed her glossy white gold coat, and tended to her soft hand-paws. They had been at it for hours and she finally had enough.

"Ag my ma, stop net," she shouted, standing up from the seat she had been sitting in for what felt like days. "Enough! Moeder, the womanhood ceremony isn't until next week! I don't understand why this needs to be done now!" She began pacing back and forth, her lithe form rippling with each frustrated step.

Her mother sighed in resignation, and shooed the other women out of the hut. The white tigress pulled the cloth back over the entrance and turned to face her daughter; this beautiful young ligress she bore with the village chief, Andre. She was far too beautiful for her own good; she stood at just under 6 feet tall, flowing red hair, eyes that may as well have been and faceted emeralds, a curvy waist with child-bearing hips, and lush breasts (not too large, but not small by any means). She made many warriors in the village look a second time whenever she walked by, but none have dared challenge her virtue prior to the sacred womanhood ceremony, lest her father have their hide on display.

"Dogter," her mother, Nyashia, said softly, her voice laced with love for her child. "You know I leave at sundown to journey to visit the Kavalo Tribe of Chichewa to discuss lands and a potential treaty. I will be gone for more than a fortnight, and will not get to see you become ushered into womanhood. I wanted to see what you would look like the day of the ceremony."

Adana immediately felt a tinge of guilt for her dame, this beautiful, strong tigress that gave her life. She knew she had inherited her mother's eyes and hair, but she kept forgetting she inherited her father's impatience. She padded forward and embraced the shorter, wiser woman in front of her.

"I'm sorry, Mama," she said, her voice lower than before. "I guess I'm just tired from the day's events. I will help you pack for your long journey, and then I think I shall turn in early." She kissed her mother's cheek as the tigress smiled up at her daughter.

The two felines began packing a few satchels worth of food and clothing to assist the chief's wife on her diplomatic journey. They bantered back and forth, discussing the day's events, and what would happen during the upcoming ceremony that every young woman in the tribe eventually went through.

A couple of hours later, Nyashia was bidding her daughter farewell, and Adana was giving her mother blessings and safe prayers for her journey. They embraced once more, and the tigress left the large straw and wood hut, pulling the cloth over the entrance to allow her daughter some privacy while she rested.

Still naked, Adana walked over to where the candles were lit in the center of the hut, the candlelight making her soft fur look like shimmering gold. She snuffed a few of the flames to allow herself a bit of darkness, and walked over to her straw cot. The layers of buffalo fur made it just soft enough to get comfortable. She climbed into bed and just lay there on her back, the ceremony looming on her mind.

'Ugh, this is so frustrating,' she thought to herself. 'It's a week away so why am I so nervous?' She ran her hands through her thick red hair, took a deep breath, and decided she needed to relax. And she knew just how to do that.

She shifted to make herself comfortable, cupped one full breast in one paw, and slid the other between her thighs. She had witnessed other females in the village pleasing themselves this way many times, but never thought to try it herself. She widened her thighs a bit and slipped a single digit between her soft nether lips, gently brushing her nub, causing herself to gasp.

'Mmmm, that actually feels nice,' she pondered, as she rubbed little circles around her little button, causing it to swell and become much more sensitive, causing a dull ache in her nether regions.

She sped up the rubbing motion, this time rubbing up and down along the underside of her mound, stopping at her virgin entrance. She had also witnessed a few females pressing a finger inside of themselves for pleasure, but she was hesitant, as she had heard that putting anything in there would make her not a virgin. That wouldn't do; she was to remain a virgin until the end of the ceremony. If she lost that purity beforehand, she would be shunned.

'Enough,' she chastised her wayward thoughts, regaining focus on the warm, slippery feeling that was forming between her nether lips. Instead of slipping a finger inside, she instead teased her entrance, rubbing herself from top to bottom and back again.

She closed her eyes and gently pinched her hardening nipple while she stroked herself, whimpering at the delicious feelings it was awakening in her. She rocked her hips against her fingers, quietly panting and licking her chops, a new hunger forming in her belly. But this hunger was not for food. This was a hunger for something much more....satisfying.

In her throes of self-pleasure, she didn't hear her father, Chief Andre, enter the family hut. She continued pleasing herself in a very wanton manner, writhing on her cot. She was close, so very close, to finishing. She could feel it in her loins.

She heard a low groan, and immediately stopped and moved her hands, her eyes flying open, searching the hut in the dim candlelight for the source the of the sound. Her eyes stopped on her father, sitting near the entrance of the hut, his loincloth visibly raised. He had an almost feral look in his eyes, his paw on the bulge in front of him.

They momentarily locked eyes, both furiously blushing. Despite her father being an older lion of dark-gold fur and a thick, nearly ebony, she could make out the heat dusting his large muzzle in embarrassment. He looked away as she sat up on the edge of her sleeping cot, naked as the day she was born.

"My kosbare meisie," he cleared his throat, standing and trying in vain to hide a very rigid and visible erection. "My sweet daughter. Please forgive me. It was not appropriate of me to witness you during such a...moment. I should have announced myself."

She grinned a little, blushing.

"It's okay, Daddy," she replied, her eyes frequently returning to the massive erection her father was trying to hide. "I was...just uh...relaxing..."

The elder lion found himself constantly trying to avert his gaze from his naked daughter, but he couldn't help stealing a few peeks. Those long legs...that gorgeous hair...her stunning eyes...her luscious hips and breasts...that lithe tail on her perky, round ass. He knew he shouldn't be having such lewd thoughts about his flesh and blood, but he couldn't help himself. The whispers throughout the village spoke rumours of her beauty, but no one other than himself and her mother had ever witnessed her this way. The mere sight of her pleasuring herself almost made him release his seed without ever touching himself. He cleared his throat once more, shaking his head, trying to focus.

"N-no," he stammered, still flustered and now very horny. "It's not okay. I should not have watched you. That was very wrong of me, and I...uh...I..." The big lion lost his train of thought as his daughter quietly padded over to him, full breasts bared with very erect nipples on display, and gently brushed a paw over the bulge under his cloth.

"But," she paused, embarrassed, and chewing her lip nervously. "I WANT you to watch." She lazily rubbed a finger over the head of the bulge, a wet spot growing where she rubbed. "I've never really done that before and I don't know if I'm doing it right..."

Andre was at a loss for words. He couldn't think clearly with his beautiful womanly cub naked before him, teasing his thick cockhead. The blood was pooling in his loins, making him ache with a strong desire to breed.

She leaned up, kissing his cheek, and made her way back to her bed. She lay back, her thighs spread wide. She reached a paw down, and rubbed her finger along the edge of her wet lips.

"Is this how I do it, Daddy?" she asked sweetly, touching herself where she knew her sire wanted to touch her. "Come closer, please? Show me how?"

"You're my DAUGHTER," he said, hoping it came out authoritatively, but the way his gruff voice wavered, there was no way. "Watching you was wrong. But we didn't DO anything. What if your mother caught us? Or if someone found out?" The barrel-chested lion reached down to adjust his arousal beneath his loincloth, purring a little at the touch as he moved closer. "A-and you haven't even undergone the womanhood ceremony."

She sighed in way that said 'I'm rolling my eyes right now' and parted her thighs wider, the wetness glistening on her soft puffy lips.

"That's next week, Daddy," her response came out almost akin to a moan. "And I already know Mama left for the next month. You'd be helping me get ready for after the ceremony. The strongest worthy warrior gets to take me to bed, and I don't want to be unknowing." She rocked her hips upward, spreading her thighs further apart, and rubbing a finger against her virgin opening.

'Gods be damned, what's wrong with me,' the chief pondered as he stared at his daughter pleasuring herself before him. He was giving serious thought to helping his daughter get herself off, but the mere thought of her being bedded by one of those mewling whelps filled him with a possessive rage. 'Her flower is mine, I'll see to that.'

"Baby girl," he knelt before her, watching her hand move with vigorous intent. He could smell her scent, her need, her heat. Gods, he wanted to mount her right here, right now, claim her for himself. But he knew that deflowering her now would mean she wasn't worthy to remain in the village, and he would not lose her. He would not lose his only daughter by succumbing to his perverse thoughts. "Let me show you how to make it feel REALLY good..."

He gently grabbed her paw and moved it aside, quickly replacing it with his own paw, massaging her swollen nub through her wetness with 2 fingers, and gently rubbing her virgin entrance with his padded thumb. She immediately whimpered out loud, quickly covering her mouth with her paw, lest anyone hear them. She panted as he stroked her mound, rocking her hips in rhythm with his strokes.

"Daddy," she moaned softly. "Yes...yes...it feels so good...so tingly...don't stop..."

Her father reached down and moved his loincloth to the side, freeing his long, thick, throbbing prick, pre-cum oozing from the tip. He wrapped a paw around himself and slowly stroked himself while he pleasured his beautiful daughter.

She began to tense up, and, sensing she would climax very soon, he eased off her precious button to allow her a moment to catch her breath. He didn't want this to end just yet, and he intended to push it as far as she would allow him. He eased up on his own pleasure, as he didn't want to spend himself too soon.

"I'll go as much as you want, my precious girl," he purred. She leaned up and looked down at him with a cute little scowl.

"So why did you stop?" she pouted. He gave her a devious grin and leaned his muzzle closer to her nether lips, deeply inhaling her wanton scent.

"Because I'm going to show you something else," the promise out like a low growl. "Now lie back. I promise you'll like this." She did as she was told, confused about what he could possibly do that felt better than the rubbing sensation.

He leaned right in and ran his nose from her tunnel opening up to her engorged mound and back again. She gasped and shivered, her hips bucking against his maw. He chuckled and gave her a brief moment of reprieve before lapping his rough tongue along her sweet lips, flicking it over her sensitive area, coaxing a mild yelp from her.

"Oh fuck," he huffed out as he started to greedily lap again and again at the juicy cunny of the fruit of his own loins, using his large muscled arm to raise her legs, lifting her perfect ass off the edge of the cot. At this point, he wasn't concentrating on pleasing her and rather was focused on TASTING her. "Gods forgive me..." The lion chief, pushing 50, lapped at his daughter's cunt, tasting the pussy of a woman 30 years his junior. Being chief, he had sampled many women as they came of age in the village, but this was sweeter, juicier than any he'd ever tried. The perverted fact that she was his own daughter that he'd raised since the day she was born was, indeed, driving him forward even more.

Adana moaned louder as her sire lapped at her juicy folds, whimpering and shivering whenever his rough tongue dragged across her sensitive little nub. She began rocking her hips in rhythm with his tongue strokes, practically humping his maw.

"Oh Daddy....Daddyyyy....mmmmm by the gods, that feels so good..."

Reaching up with one paw, he gripped her hips firmly as he started to roughly push his tongue deeper inside her, wanting to stretch that virgin tunnel. His other paw tightly gripped his throbbing cock once more. He was leaking precum on the ground like a river. The elder leonine started to stroke from base to tip, milking himself, jerking himself almost pathetically as he slurped at his own daughter's swollen pussy.

The young ligress panted and moaned in an unbearable heat, getting ever closer to the edge with every stroke of her sire's tongue; she had heard stories of her father's sexual prowess, but she never thought they were this accurate.

"Mmmmmm Daddy keep going... don't stop...," she begged. "You're gonna make your little girl cum..."

The big lion was both shocked and aroused to hear that kind of language from his virgin daughter, but hearing her remind him that she was his princess, his 'little girl', made the old man's heart feel heavy with guilt and shame; only because his cock throbbed HARDER, his balls churning more - he was incredibly turned on by this.

"Do it. Be a good little girl and cum for Daddy," he growled from between her thighs. "Daddy wants to drink all your delicious cum." He was huffing, his brain drunk on her arousal, her heat, and his need. It was forbidden to sample a woman, a girl, before her womanhood ceremony, and here was the chief about to break that taboo and drink the cum of his daughter before she became a full woman.

She whimpered louder and louder, frantically humping his tongue, the edge of release teasing her until she peaked and received her blessed release; her body tightened and she exploded, cumming hard with a muffled wail as she covered her maw with the buffalo blanket.

"Oh gods...forgive me...," she squeaked as she came on his tongue. "DADDYYYYY...!"

The large lion frantically let his maw loose, tongue lashing to collect every pearly drop of sweet, tangy juice from his daughter's flower. Just like her untouched, fresh pussy, her cum tasted absolutely divine - making the cum of his wife and every girl he's brought into womanhood pale in comparison. In fact, he never slowed, only continuing to sup at those folds, hoping for more of that wonderful forbidden nectar.

She twitched and shuddered at her father's renewed eagerness, softly moaning as he continued to hungrily feast on her soaking wet pussy, her legs shaking under his experienced ministrations.

"Mmmff, D-Daddy... Please... My legs..." she pleaded, slowly trying to lower her legs.

He didn't hear her at first before feeling the weight of her thighs on his shoulders, soon pulling back to let her rest. His chin was dripping with a mix of her cum and his saliva which he quickly lapped up. He had gone so hard at her that his brow and chest were glistening with sweat from his effort.

"I'm sorry sweetie. I...I should go. I'm sorry," he started, wanting to tear himself away and throw himself at the mercy of his fellow elders, but he couldn't move.

She slowly stretched out to relax her muscles after being given an earth-shattering orgasm, and then sat up.

"That was amazing, Daddy, thank you," she padded up to him to embrace him, his thick still-throbbing length pressed against her belly; sensing his worry, she kissed his cheek. "Don't worry, no one will know; but I would like to return the favor..." She reached between them, and gently squeezed his length before lowering herself to her knees in front of him...this big strong lion that was her father and the village chief.

He huffed, out of breath, knees buckling as he held her tight. He went stiff, though, when he felt that gentle, petite paw grip his mammoth, girthy member and watched her get in front of him, on her knees.

"Sweetheart, n..no..." he stuttered. "We've already gone too far. Just let me go to my room and take care of -- UHHHHHH..." She took the bulbous head into her muzzle, tongue swirling around the cub maker he had used to bring her into this world less than two decades ago. Resigning himself to the fact that she was going for this, he huffed and shivered, blushing a bit at wondering if his was the first member she'd tasted. "M-my apologies if I'm a bit musky, s-sweetheart..."

She slowly worked her maw around his thick, veiny member, trying in vain to swallow as much of his length as she could without gagging; she massaged the underside of his shaft with her soft yet rough tongue, gripping the base with one paw and fondling his massive balls with other, moaning around him as she slurped on his cock.

"Oh gods, you're a natural," he moaned. "Have you...done this before, my girl?" The old man shivered and huffed, holding himself back from switching to absolute carnal desire mode, grabbing her sweet, cute face and fucking the talented muzzle of his own daughter.

She sucked and lapped at his cock hungrily, before momentarily stopping to answer his question, but kept stroking him with the same rhythm as her maw.

"I've seen the warriors having it done, but you're my first time, Daddy," She purred and smiled sweetly up at her father before engulfing his swollen prick once more.

"It is my honor to be your first," he groaned. "You're doing so well, princess." He rocked back and forth slowly, his elder, heavy balls tapping her chin. "Will you lick those for Daddy? That's where you came from."

She purred loudly at his praise, and took a long slow pull back on his cock, popping the head out of her mouth with a sloppy wet audible sound; she quickly replaced her maw with her paw, stroking him hard and slowly while she lowered her muzzle to his heavy, fuzzy balls, taking a slow gentle lick. This caused him to hiss through clenched teeth, leaning his torso back to watch the beautiful, taboo show of his daughter stroking his cub maker and licking the balls, her first home.

"Been a long time since you've been this close to daddy's balls, sweetie," he told her as she blushed and giggled, but never strayed from giving his furry heavy balls a thorough tongue bath, all while keeping eye contact with her sire.

The large leonine felt his cheeks burn remembering all the tender moments they shared as he raised her. Now here she was, pussy dripping with her arousal and his saliva, her expert muzzle cleaning his old balls and making him feel like the prime of his life again.

"You make Daddy feel so good, sweetie," he purred. "I almost wanna take you as my wife and make cubs with you." She stopped licking for a moment to take in what he had just said, but continued stroking.

"R-really...?" she blushed furiously, but she loved the idea of effectively being the queen of her tribe. "B-but... What about Mama...?"

The chief smiled down at his princess, his brain swimming in testosterone and lust.

"She would make a great gift to the horse tribe to grant us favor," he mused. "You know her, quite the diplomat. And her pussy is loose enough for those equines anyway..." He blushed thinking about it more. "D-do you want my cubs? I'm an old man, you know. You'd be having your own brothers and sisters while giving me grandcubs." He throbbed, leaking pre on her face. "And you'd be pregnant before your womanhood ceremony..."

Her breath caught and she squeezed his cock a bit tighter while she lazily stroked him, pondering what he was proposing; the thought of having her dad's cubs seemed a bit odd but not unheard of in their tribes, since she would be helping to ensure her bloodline remained pure. It was a very tempting thought.

"But if I got pregnant before the ceremony, they'd have grounds to shun us both..." she reminded him. "After the ceremony though... It would be expected..." She gave him a sly smile before she engulfed his pre-soaked prick into her maw once more, swallowing him a little deeper this time.

He grunted and huffed, rocking forward on the balls of his feet. "It's only a week away, you won't be showing the pregnancy that early. And at the ceremony, you know what happens. I'd think your cub was the best no matter which tribe leader impregnated you, but I think it would be better if we KNEW it was mine." He purred and growled, his heavy balls starting to pull up tighter.

She started sucking more hungrily, bracing her hands on his hips as she bobbed her maw back and forth, slurping loudly, moaning softly, making it known she wanted desperately to taste the strong lion that sired her. She looked up at him, the unmistakable look of lust and hunger in her emerald eyes, her lush breasts heaving as she milked his throbbing heavy prick with her virgin mouth.

The large brute was suddenly one his tip-toes, breathing heavily and sounding almost like he was wheezing from such intense pleasure. His brow started to drip with sweat as his muscles started to tense.

"S-sweetie. I-I'm gonna shoot. B-baby girl. M-m-my seed..." he warned her, starting to get more and more urgent. The old lion had enjoyed the company of his wife for the most part, some women during the ceremony, but whenever it was optional, women always pulled away at that moment so as not to taste the potent spunk. The last thing he wanted to do was sour the moment by surprising his virginal daughter with the abrasive taste of his old jizz.

Just as he was about to urge her again, she looked up with those eyes that told the old man she wanted it. He bit his lip, barely suppressing a loud ROAR as he went totally stiff and shot a dozen volleys of thick, sticky, dense cum into her mouth.

The young ligress held herself steady as her father unloaded his hot seed into her mouth, volley after volley of thick salty cum hitting the back of her throat as she eagerly swallowed every last drop, some escaping and dribbling down her chin. She moaned at the new taste.

She sucked hard one last time as she slid her maw back with a loud, wet popping sound before using a paw to milk the rest of his seed from his twitching cock, licking the tip to catch the rest of the hot sticky juice that brought her into existence.

"Daddy...I....I didn't know it was that....good...." she panted, licking her chops to catch any dribbles of cum she may have missed. Looking down at her, the old lion could see the wetness running down her thighs, pooling in little puddles around her knees. "Do all men taste as good as you, Daddy?"

The big mature lion blushed furiously at his daughter's compliment, having not heard such words from any female, past or present. Not even from his own wife.

"W-well, sweetheart," he stuttered. "All men's seed tastes different. It depends on the man involved, and how well he cares for himself." He was still shuddering from his baby girl's oral attentions, but still only half soft.

"But how does it feel inside?" she asked innocently, still lazily stroking his thick half-flaccid cock. "I mean....could I feel it inside me? Is it just as warm as it tastes, or does it get warmer, or what?"

Her father sucked in a sharp breath at her question. Was she...was she ASKING him to show her what it feels like? The combination of that though plus her soft touch stroking his member caused his cock to twitch in her paw and start stiffening. And glancing down between her thighs, he could see the wetness glistening on her puffy lips, so warm and inviting.

"Do you want your Daddy there, kosbare meisie?" he huffed, practically panting as his cock grew rigid in her small paw once more. "You need to know that no man will ever measure up after. That it will be MY cubs you'll be carrying from now on."

She squeezed his cock as it grew stiff in her palm again, leaning in to lick the pre forming at the tip, causing Andre to growl with lust. She looked up at him with her wide, beautiful eyes, and firmly nodded. She knew it meant potentially compromising the ceremony next week, but she needed to know. Had the URGE to know. And her heat wasn't about to subside any time soon. She wanted her sire buried deep in her private tunnel. She would have it no other way.

"Yes, Daddy, I understand," she whispered, her breathing becoming ragged with need. She released his cock from her grasp, but stayed where it was, fully erect and drooling and ready to put cubs her in belly.

Her father snuffed a few candles to give the illusion that they were retiring for the night, even going so far as to tie the cloth door covering to either side of the entrance, blocking anyone who may want to get a peek at the village chief while he impregnated his own daughter.

He turned back to the sleeping cot where he had left her momentarily to find her lying back comfortably, her thighs spread wide and her fingers gently rubbing her wet lips, not unlike the moment he first walked in on her. He gave a low growl and tossed his loin cloth aside, taking the last few strides in large steps, and stopping at the foot of the bed to admire his beautiful offspring. How could a perverse cat like him ever create something so pure and beautiful, and then find her lying open and vulnerable like this, practically begging him to lie with her? He pushed the thought out of his mind and crawled between her thighs, kneeling just at their juncture. He could practically feel the heat emanating from her.

"Please, Daddy," she moaned, almost breathless beneath him. "Please. I want to know how it feels inside me. I wanna know what it feels like to give you cubs."

His head spun as he leaned forward and propped himself up on either side of her head, moving his hips forward slowly, the thick spongy head of his cock rubbing against her soaked entrance, pushing at her slowly.

"Mmmmff, gods," he gasped as he started squeezing his thick mushroom inside of her. "You are very tight, my girl. I'm going to go slow. It may hurt a little at first, but that will go away quickly. Just tell me if it's too much for you and I'll stop." Gods, he hoped she wouldn't tell him to stop. He wanted to hear the opposite. He wanted to hear his daughter beg him to keep going, to give her his seed, his cubs. She looked up at him, completely trust in her eyes as she nodded her acknowledgment.

"I'll be okay, Daddy," she panted, feeling his tip penetrating her tunnel. "I promise. I love you." She leaned up and kissed his nose. "Please don't stop though..."

The sound of her sweet voice begging this of him was nearly too much, and he almost came right then and there. But he steadied himself, and allowed the feeling to subside to a comfortable place. He pushed forward a bit harder, successfully fitting his fat cockhead inside his beautiful daughter's virgin pussy. He stopped just shy of fully penetrating her, her hymen in his way.

"Okay, baby," he whispered in her ear. "This is going to sting a bit, but it will go away very fast." He leaned down and caught her mouth in a passionate lover's kiss as he gave one big thrust and broke through the thin barrier, her whimper being swallowed by his maw as he buried every last thick inch of his cock in his little girl.

Adana dug her claws into his arm at the sharp pain, arching her back and whimpering into their kiss as her father took her virginity. He continued kissing her and tasting her sweet maw with his rough tongue as they both lie still for a few moments, allowing her tiny body to adjust to his girthy invading length.

He waited until her breathing calmed, showing that the pain had subsided, before he started moving inside of her. He slowly drew back his thick 7" cock so that only the head remained inside of her tight velvety tunnel. He quickly popped it out, and then pushed it back all the way, burying himself right to his heavy balls. She moaned and rocked her hips up in response, and he knew right then and there....she was ready. He pulled back from their kiss and grinned a toothy, feral grin down at the petite ligress under him.

"More, Daddy," she moaned, panting and writhing in heat. "Gods, please don't stop. It feels so good..."

With a low growl, the big chief pulled back and thrust forward again, this time a bit harder. He picked up his pace, thrusting ever faster inside of her, his thick cock stretching her tight and tender pussy wide.

She moaned and whimpered with each thrust, trying to keep quiet so as not to alert anyone that may be nearby. She had only heard stories of how good sex felt; she never dreamed it would feel THIS good. She didn't want him to stop. Ever. But stop he did. He buried a thrust balls-deep inside of her before quickly and passionately kissing her.

"Would my princess like to be on top?" he purred. "Your old man doesn't have as much stamina as he used to." He nuzzled and licked and nipped at the hollow of her throat, inhaling the lovely scent of her fur.

"On top?" she asked quizzically. She had never heard of such a position. "Sure, I can try that." Upon hearing her answer, he wasted no time and held her flush to him, rolling onto his back, his massive dark cock still buried deep in her tight little tunnel. She squeaked a little at the movement and looked down at him in surprise. "Now what?"

"Sit up, princess, like you were straddling me, one knee on either side," he growled. He helped her sit upright, which made her feel her father's heavy girth even more as she sat flush to his wide pelvis. She gasped at the feeling, allowing herself a moment to adjust.

"Gods, Daddy," she panted, she perky tits heaving with each breath. "It's so...deep...but how do we..." Her question was cut off when Andre grabbed her hips, held her in place, and thrusted upwards. He then lifted her up his cock, the head popping out but still resting between her juicy lips. She practically whined. "No...no no. Daddy please...I want more...you said you wouldn't stop..." The big lion grinned up at her, and roughly pulled her back down the full length of his stiff cock, the head forcefully popping back inside.

"This is how," he groaned, lifting his daughter and sliding her tight wet pussy up and down around his meaty length. He occasionally lifted his hips to delve harder into his little girl, making her take and feel every inch of him. "Daddy's going to give you his cubs, my precious, beautiful girl. I'm very close. Are you ready?" She looked him in the eye, at a loss for words, and nodded enthusiastically.

"Yes, Daddy," she mewed. "I'm ready. I'm ready for your cubs."

"Oh gods, baby girl, here I come," he grunted, panting hard, and letting out a deep feral growl as he unloaded volley after volley of hot, thick, virile semen into her eager womb as he held her flush against his groin. She moaned, feeling her insides filling with her father's hot seed. She felt a familiar ache, and reached down to rub her sensitive nub. She rocked her hips and ground herself against him as she rubbed, quickly bringing herself to a second climax.

"Daddyyyyy...." she whimpered as she came for him again, her little pussy spasming around his still-pulsing cock and milking him for every last drop of his seed.

After a few moments, she collapsed on his big chest, both of them panting to catch their breaths. He wrapped his big muscly arms around his little girl, kissing the top of her head. He had cum so much, they both felt his warm seed trickling out around his cock, making both of their thighs a sticky mess.

"That was," he started saying. "That was wonderful, princess. YOU were wonderful. You made Daddy feel like a young warrior again." He gently stroked her hair as she lay on him.

"That was SO good, Daddy," she sighed. "Way better than what I've heard people say about it." She squeezed her thighs around him and nuzzled against his chest. "Can we do it again? Please?"

"So eager," he chuckled, stifling a yawn. "You'll be a wonderful mother, my girl. We can do it again, but not right now. Let's get some sleep. I love you, kosbare meisie."

"I love you too, Daddy," she smiled and yawned, closing her eyes as he covered them both with his cloak.

They drifted off soundlessly, eager to embrace each other once more before sunrise.