I got my belt and zipper undone in record time andstepped up behind her hard and hot, ready for action,my woman- pleaser thick and long, rising up and...pointing at the ceiling. It filled my hand and I couldfeel the blood surging.She looked back over her shoulder and smiled. “I’veheard the girls talking about you. I like it rough,Billy.”My cockhead slipped between her lips and I screwed itin, reached up to grab her soft breasts and crushedthem as I rammed up and in and lifted her. Dumpling had tears streaming down her face. I could smell her piss.I said, “Watch my hat. I’m going to take it off up and toss it in the air. Then...” I raised my shotgun a couple of inches, “I’ll blast it smithereens.”“Huh?”“Watch this.”I moved my right hand up slowly, never taking my eyes off him. I gripped the brim of my black Stetson and lifted the hat off my head. He was staring at it. I curled my wrist back and sailed it up and to my right.As his eyes tracked it, I whipped my shotgun up. Dahra walked a hundred meters following the wall, turned the corner, and found the body of a security guard, not five meters from the corner. The guard lay on the ground, her face turned away, thank God. Dahra had seen enough decaying faces contorted in pain to last the rest of her life. From the back though, she reminded her alot of her mother, Fran. Same build, same auburn hair.She searched the body, careful not to move it. She checked the pockets first. Several personal items, but no key.. All the guys from the bar moved to a spot opposite Lisa's sun bed and watched as slowly the cube did its job and soaked her, making her pussy become visible to anyone. Lisa was enjoying the attention and so played on this by slightly moving her legs apart to give the guys a good view. She felt so naughty but so turned on knowing these guys were staring at her pussy. After an hour or so the heat of the sun dried out her bikini bottoms, it also made her sweat so much that her tits were fully.