“Leave it with me, Reg. This requires a group enquiry into the facts.” She hurried to send him back to his office so that she could consult her fe...low wives.Reg obediently returned to his study-cum-office, bemused at Frances’ reaction. He had got used to the regular visits of the hairdresser to all the ladies, and later the frequent calls by the midwife to check up on his wives, but he still could not get his head around this group discussion among the girls when it seemed to him so simple.. I felt my orgasm begin, and I intensified my pistoning even more. Mom apparently felt that I was near coming, and she just went wild. God, what a terrific lover she was! With a muffled roar, I began spurting into Moms belly, my cock on fire with the hottest sensation I have ever known. It went on and on, feeling as if I were pouring a gallon of cum into her, the delicious hot feeling flooding my entire body. Then Mom suddenly stiffened up like a board, her back arched, holding us both up off. They kept asking me if I was "OK," trying to be nice, trying to make me think that they would actually remember what they were talking to me about ten minutes from now, but their formalities were wasted on me. I told them "yes," regardless, and continued on my way.After a sandwich, I immediately felt a surge of weariness wash over me. Within minutes I was out cold, unconscious on my couch. It was a big thing for me, finally being able to sleep, and I slept like the dead. It was after dark. "No, ma'am. They're in southern New Mexico. The drone was on a training mission. NHA, ma'am." NHA meant No Hostile Action, meaning it wasn't shot down, just 'lost.'Still, this meant that SecAF, the Secretary of the Air Force, needed to be told. He wanted to be told of every missing or downed drone. That was because the President wanted to be told.She sighed quietly, then said, "Hold one, Area 62."Traynor buzzed and had her aide get General MacElroy, the chief of Air Force operations, and the.