I pressed her face against my breast as an answer."Can I kiss you there?" and she moved her hand and gently touched my vagina."Can I taste you, Steffa...ie?"I knew I was soaking wet between my legs. I answered "yes" and pushed her head down my body a little. She slowly moved further down softly kissing and licking my body as she went. She stopped when she reached my pubis. Then she changed position, settled herself between my legs, breathed heavily once or twice, then went down on me.I writhed in. Two of the men started towards Becky when there was a flash of gray light and their way was blocked.Dad stood between Becky and the men in black. He was flanked on either side by Eric and Sammi."You dare to touch my Becky? Leave now or die!" Dad said flatly.I had never seen my Dad look so angry, so deadly. His eyes were flat and devoid of all expression. Even Bandor hadn't brought this out in him."Out of the way, old man. Our orders do not cover you at all. Stay out of the way if you want to. I took a moment to caress her butt cheeks, to slide my hand down and between, to find her opening, to tease her and rub her clit. Only when I heard her hum, then I got up close and slid my hard cock into her. From this angle I was able to hold her hips and rock into her, thrusting my cock deeper than before, touching the far walls of her vagina. Making her grunt as I filled her. Her muscles gripping and releasing me. Short quick thrusts, then long slow, pulling almost all the way out then. He and Ron were led into the house and were greeted by its real owner, Ray. Only Ray was no longer Ray. Ray was standing there in a very subservient position wearing a very skimpy French Maid's uniform. He was totally sissified. The uniform was a very sexy, skimpy Maid's uniform — with a few modifications.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..