I look at it as a learning experience. Everyone knows if you tease a bull you might get the horns, well little did I know when I asked my Uncle not to...leave… I teased the bull. Plain and simple, it was just naïve to think it was over just then.)As I laid there, eyes closed to the world around me, I felt my Uncle move my left leg gently so my foot was on the edge of the bed with my knee bent and leaning left. Then the right one he moved into the same position but only pointed right. He then slid. I had to admit, the outfits they concocted were really something to behold, and never failed to turn me on. My wife's outfit was a skin colored nylon cat suit, that she made from sheer nylon stocking material. The material stretched to every curve in her body, and had numerous oval shaped openings down each side and throughout. Some lace was strategically positioned in patterns from her ankles to her neckline, only this time it was carefully placed not to cover her tits and pussy, but to. Instead, she held it in and filled the tub. Now she was sitting and soaking in a very dilute solution of franks semen while he sat and listened to her. She imagined it seeping out of her into the water and that thought was interspersed with her narration, keeping her pace of telling it even and relaxed. She felt enormously sexy in all of it and wanted to touch herself but didn’t both because the satyr would interrupt her if she did that and because she wanted Frank to initiate the next move.. " - the question was obviously burning on Jennie's tongue. Her eyes darted at me.I smiled at her. "I don't want Laura to leave. Ever."Someone let out a long sigh. Someone else muttered 'Oh wow.'"Girls," Laura said with a huge smile. "This is George. Meeting him is the best thing that ever happened to me."The noise level rose again. There was a general round of introductions - the other three 'Sacred Heart' girls were Melanie, Heidi and Cathy. Keeping track of all those names was going to be.