I nearly felt both the assets from every angle. I squeezed her butt a little. As there was too rush there, she couldn’t understand who is touching w...ere.I continued and my dick was too erect and could not resist. I took my banana out of my zip and slapped it on her ass. (I made sure no one is watching me.) I zipped my pants and again felt the big ass and finally went back after slapping it lightly once. I rushed back as she was looking back.It was the best experience of my life until now. But. It was barely recognizable. The old 20th Century forensics would not have been able to positively match bullets from those 8mm folding machine guns to specific guns because of the polygonal rifling and the lack of ejected cartridge cases. Getting smacked by a spent bullet still hurt--and it had to be removed or infection would eventually kill.The man Diego talked to didn't have a name, didn't speak Spanish, and had Diego been skilled at placing accents would have place the speaker's home in. On impulse (I can explain in no other terms than that), I opened my own blinds and stood there in the dark for a moment looking over at Megan's room. I am not a Peeping Tom, but as I stood there looking, I had this sense that she was aware of my presence; and in fact, I could make out a vague outline of her behind her blinds.When nothing more happened from her side, I switched out the light in my room, and continued to look across at her window; and I felt my cock throbbing behind my. When he stood up, a small group of women had formed. All the women shared the same expression of complete awe and lust. ‘Oh damn,’ thought Jake. ********************************************* ‘What the hell took so long Jake? I sent you to the damn grocery store.’ Jake winced at the sound of Courtney’s voice. They had been dating for a few months now and he’d grown accustomed to her outbursts. She hadn’t ended up quite the girl he though she was, or would have liked her to be. He was lonely.