After we connected to the mobile back pack, I let Sandy aim and fire at the first one. The target was close, as in within five hundred yards. Upon its...disintegration, I told him to shoot the seven hundred fifty-yard balloon, then the one at one thousand yards. They all vanished in front of us. The short bursts were still effective even at the longer distance.The next target was a small craft motoring at a slow speed away from us, so I waited for it to get about a thousand yards away and. The last purchase is three pairs of crotch-less panties. She mouths 'for you' at me. The excitement I feel is concentrated on my restrained cock.We window-shop the balance of the day. We both boldly carry our Victoria Secret bags. Guys look at us and smile, likely wondering what we had purchased and how it would look on our shapely bodies. We stop for dinner at a restaurant before going home."Alexia I am going to need your help when we get home. I want to shave my pussy with your assistance. I. But each thrust gets a little easier. Before long I am moaning, begging for his cock deeper in me. I moaned "yes, harder", when suddenly I feel you tighten, screaming out. I felt a gush from your pussy as you moaned out "I'm cummmming!". I can feel your pussy squirt it's juice on me, soaking my balls.Just then I feel his cock throb in my ass, swelling, before a gush of his hot cum filled me. I could feel it leaking out, dripping over my balls. With a groan he rammed it in me hard. Squirt after. The woman frowns at herself. Here she is having thoughts like this when the murderer she has been chasing and lusting after is no different than the man in the alley. The revelation is startling, yet at the same time she doesn’t find it disgusting as she does with the man from the alley. How could she ever find sex with a dirty homeless man fun, especially with where his ancestry comes from? But as she walks down the street her mind begins to focus on that encounter not very long ago. She had.