Team Three was called in as well.Rita knocked on the door at the end of a hall, after stepping over half a dozen couples or groups copulating in the h...llway. She interrupted each female partier long enough to get a spit sample.None in the hall tested positive for transformation.After hearing no reply from her knock, just a series of moans, Rita cracked open the door. "Priestess coming in!" she called out. She opened the door, and slipped inside.The room inside was Hef's bedroom. On his circular. Uncle’s cries echoed through the entire room and went higher and higher with each stroke.Uncle was going through this for not remembering to change his little daughter’s knickers. Aunty didn’t ignore mistakes and this was the transparency of her strict attitude towards disciplining. Aunty’s expressions didn’t change since and she stopped at the 10th merciless strike. She got the whip back in the closet. Uncle’s butt had a really bad situation as it looked and I felt very bad for him. He stayed. Eric, he asked me for my cell phone number. I didn’t know what to do…so I gave it to him. Eric, you know he’s going to call me for a date, You know what he’s going to do to me on that date? Don’t you? Are you Okay with him doing that to my tits?Eric, He’s going to fuck me with his big cock if you let him take me out. Is that what you want? Eric…your boss wants to FUUUUCK me! What should I do?"Eric sheepishly and not making eye contact with me, said, “He’s my boss, I don’t think there is. "Looks like I'm ready!" she exclaimed as her nipples hardened, showing through her bathing suit.I was stunned. I knew that my wife didn't need the bed to herself. But I also knew that I was utterly powerless. If the guys downstairs heard me protest too loud (the walls and floors are pretty thin) then they might come up here to find out what was going on. I really did not want my wife to go back downstairs. I could see a wet stain on her bathing suit on the pussy part.My wife went back.