Jetzt kommt Camembertdarauf, und dann werden sie ?berbacken." Damit schaltete ich denBackofen-Grill ein.Schnell waren Camembert Scheiben auf den Schni...zel verteilt und dannschob ich sie in den Backofen."Das R?sti d?rfte nicht mehr lange dauern. Es ist genau zur richtigenZeit fertig." Soll ich den Tisch decken?" Nicht n?tig. Wir machen das ganz unkompliziert. Jeder nimmt einen Tellerund holt sich, was er m?chte. Wir brauchen uns nicht gegenseitigbedienen." Das l?ste einen verwunderten Blick von. “I liked your fingers.”“Just wait,” he said.He kissed me briefly, then took hold of the pajamas and pulled them back. I shook my arms out of the sleeves and daddy pulled the jammies all the way off. I was naked except for my panties. I felt his fingers rubbing me again, this time through the sheer cotton, which was really wet. He rubbed my slit up and down, focusing at the top, where my clit was. He pulled off my panties and I blushed with embarrassment, my cunt bare in front of my father, and. He even used the bubble light that had sat on the back seat of his car in its original plastic since he had gotten it. He arrived on the scene in fifteen minutes, something the Sheriff would have had his ass for, considering he lived some twenty miles away. It was hard to mistake which house he was looking for, three patrol units were parked in front, lights going and one state police car was sitting up close to the house. What the state boys were doing there, he had no idea. He flashed his. The effect lasts about twenty-four more."Diana and I both nodded. Diana asked calmly, "Would it be better if one of us administered that spray, Master. Then if it blows back in our face you're still awake, protected."Jennifer giggled as she said, "Good point, Diana. We do need to protect our Master, but not in this case. He is quite immune to all these d**gs as are we. For that matter anyone of his slaves with the permanent imprinting is immune to these lesser d**gs' various effects."Diana.