Greg was already on his cell when she got off the phone. When he closed the phone Heather yelled “Come on, we have to get back there.” “We ca...’t take them all on alone, and Jake would kill me if I took you back there,” he said. “We can’t just wait here, if you won’t come I’ll go alone,” she said as she jumped on the Harley. “Ok, hold on, we’ll go back but we have to play it safe. Don’t be so worried about Jake, he’s not just going to sit there and wait for them to pull up and stomp. I kept on eatin'. Eventually, I stopped. I crawled out from under the pile of flesh and then crawled on top of it. My cock was pulsating. I haven't felt this way since I lost my virginity. I situated myself and pushed myself inside. She was warmer and wetter than any girl I'd fucked before. I didn't even need lube. That's new. I started pumping, slow at first, trying to prolong the inevitable, but I couldn't help it. I started going to town; I pumped harder than I'd ever pumped before. I felt. My balls fell out of the nearly crotchless cutoffs. The cool air striking my balls and the fact that I knew that Gina was looking at them really turned me on. My cock began to grow hard right away. I pretended to fumble around in the drawer for a few seconds, and before I could straighten up, I felt a warm hand brush my ass cheek. The hand moved toward the crack of my ass, and I felt a finger run against my balls. “Such a big, fat package,” I heard her whisper. She cupped my balls. "Sir, we are just trying to work it out. We were hit by nausea and confused thinking for a while, and now the sound of rocket take-offs. Someone counted five of them taking off from the main runway, but nobody saw them arrive. Our radars have no record of such big aircraft coming in, and the Brit radar also say there was nothing there, until they took off. These weren't small rockets, sir. They were powerful shit, and it looks like they went right up into orbit. We can't understand what.