He arched his hips and pulled them down some more, shivering as the cold air hit his genitals. I propped myself up on one elbow and stroked him firmly...but gently, watching it swell with the attention. His tip was in view, the crown flared and purple looking, straining upward to its full length. It didn't take long and I was treated to a throbbing in my hand as his cock released its load on his stomach; several squirts of hot, milky looking fluid. I continued to pump gently as he groaned quietly. Uh-oh, I was spotted by more than one pack. Now what? Two packs of Bunnies started toward me, and they were moving at close to maximum speed. Dammit, those things were fast! Not only that, their gait was a kind of bounding run that made it hard to concentrate my aim. I called the spaceship, “Be ready to jerk me out of here if it looks like I will be hit by more than I can handle. We’ll worry about the details later.”One pack was a little closer than the other, so I concentrated my attention on. . ooooowwwccchh!" she cooed. 'SMACKK! … SMACKK! … SMACKK! … SMACKK!' "Please slipper me, Dave" she begged, "slipper me hard." My throbbing cock had grown to halfway down my thigh. "Time I had your panties down, my girl," I said and tucked my fingers into the elastic waistband of these very same knickers for the second time in one evening, this time drawing them down over the mother's delectable posterior instead of her daughter's. This time I could look all I wanted, and boy, did I want to. . " Ms. Wilson, my name is Ron Harris, and I'm a detective with the Columbia Police Department. I'm calling about the 911 call you made earlier this evening. Do you have time for me to ask you a few questions about it?" I certainly do!" she replied enthusiastically. "I had hoped to talk with the police when they arrived, but they came and went so fast that I didn't have a chance. I have the license plate number for you right here. Do you have a pencil?"Harris grinned broadly into the phone. "Yes.