I lived on a beach one time. One morning I looked down from my porch and saw what appeared to be a bare male bottom. His female companion, tucked below him, seemed to be enjoying the “situation”.
I didn’t have much use for that male bottom and considering that I heard the neighbors kids starting to stir around and I knew they would be going down to the beach I considered the situation. Fortunately I had my pump action pellet gun handy. I accounted for the wind and also for the “movement” below. After careful aim and one shot things settled down a bit. At least until the fellow yelped and looked up at me. He started to cuss and shake his fist. He was shaking something else. I shot that too...
You shot his manhood? You have good aim!