As I sucked on her pussy, I slid my hand under butt and felt around for her butt hole. Finding it, I slid my thumb in. It was still a little stretched...from our last encounter but it kinda tightened up again. I knew now, I had fully got her turned on because she stopped responding to Taylor except for short answers like Yes and Mhmm. I did this for a few minutes and then I slid off my boxers. My 7 inch cock throbbing, I went straight for her asshole. I pulled her off the bed and had her lean. Like most kinky French Maid uniforms, it was very low cut in the front, very short in the bottom, and completely open in the back. It was black with an overlaying white apron around the waist. The white apron was attached in the front, and the only thing that held it on was the apron draw-string that tied at the waist in the back. It also did not include any panties. Ron's cock was easily accessible under the apron, and his back and ass were totally exposed. And Bill also saw that Ron's ass was. Her mind grasped on my attraction to the beautiful children, and before she could get it out, I said, "Ingrid, I will try to get you healed. We can talk after that happens. Is that ok?"I could read the answer, but no words came out. Her head turned more and she kissed my palm before returning to its old position. She reminded me a lot of a dog, and this I had to hide. My feelings for her were changing. Any living male would want her. I knew she was too much of an enigma at the present to make a. Good. I got harder.I opened the bottle and poured enough oil to fill my palm. I stood facing Lizvette and soaked my shaft from tip to base. I was surprised myself at how hot it was. I looked at Lizvette and saw her eyes go from my cock to my face as her wide, bright smile appeared. "Nnnnggg hehe! That's what I was ready for, daddy."Her feet were now back on the bed and her hands, one under each thigh, gently opened and let close her round, supple ass cheeks. Teasing me with a little peekaboo.