“Did the sun give it away?” Phil wondered.“I slept on top of you all night,” Hailey said. “You stayed inside me all night long.”She smiled...at him.“God, I can still feel you,” she continued. “It’s wonderful to wake up with you inside of me. I want this more often.”“You’re going to have a urine rinse in a minute!” Phil said urgently.“Oh,” Hailey giggled as she grudgingly lifted upward. Phil’s semen followed his cock out of her opening and coated his hip and the towel that was still on the. I said. “What?” she moved to the side of the bed and I saw Neva standing in the door way and just leaning against the jam.“IEEE.” I grabbed for the covers, only to find that I had kicked them off during the night. I quickly tried to cover myself with my hands. Both girls were cracking up, holding their sides and each other in an effort to stay standing. I could see the funny side of this, I suppose. “I think an explanation is in order.” I said in as calm a voice as I could muster.Febe came back. She walked towards my bed and at the same time loosened the belt on her robe.Let's get our cardio out of the way before we go.” She shed her robe, letting it fall to the floor and climbed on top of me.When Mom climbed on top of me, I was taken completely by surprise. She brought her knees up under her and kissed me lightly on the forehead. At the same time, I placed my arms around her and let my hands caress her back and ass.Prove to me that yesterday wasn't a heat-of-the-moment fluke.”And what. Jesse Nicholls, the LA Deputy Marshal's Station Chief, was standing by the door to the offices, watching three men who seemed to be shouting at some men wearing DEA vests."Hi, Jesse!" I said, "How's it going and what are all those men doing outside?"Before answering, Jesse looked over at the crowded apron, and grabbing the sleeve of a passing Deputy, told him to get Walt Gibson, the LA DEA Chief."Ah! Chuck," Jesse greeted us, "Your arrival is sure the first ray of sunshine here since yesterday.