"Thwit". I got one of the juvies that had moved over to claim Leo's prize. He stopped dead in his tracks, dead. No notice from the lionesses. The next...shot had to be a female. I had to wait about five minutes before I had two lionesses lined up side by side. I went for the shot. "Thwit" clean through the first lioness and almost exiting the far side arm of the other. I hit vitals as they both went down. The rear one tried to get up. I sent another round her way and she decided that was it. She. So much so that when he backed off and said they could wait, she insisted she did not want to wait.In truth, she was worried about losing this feeling. This danger risking dare taking feeling. She knew how things often went, and while she was sure the feeling would come back, she wanted to make the most of it before any hormones or depression once again got in the way.The rules were fairly simple. She would get to (be forced to) ask three truths in exchange for doing three dares. Not that bad. I’m rubbing her pussy lip and g-spot in a rhythmic way. And after a while Inserted my middle finger into her wet pussy without any difficulty to give her a figure fuck. She closed her eyes and try to press her body more with me. Any third person can figure out that we are known to each other because she is so close to me. Her head is close to my chest. Now I increase the speed of fingering and inserted another finger inside her vagina. She can’t scream but she is shivering with the pleasure she. Barely able to speak, she begs him to cum, begged her dear lover to take her, to claim her. To make her his, as she always had been and always intended to be. John knew her feelings; he has much the same ones. This woman before him so incredible, so full of passion, intelligence and beauty. His angel. His orgasm had become uncontrollable. Jane was cresting. His touch was making her body tremble, there was no stopping it. John’s testicles swollen and full, slapped against her. Finally, reaching.