.. this is Dr. Blacktower. Do you recognize my voice?" Yes sir, what can I do for you?" the third of my five FBI moles instantly replied."Two things; ...ne that's in the FBI's best interests and one that is for me personally. First off, you have an upper level section chief by the name of Harold Roberts in the Washington offices of the Bureau. I have reason to believe that he's taking money from Russian officials. I strongly suggest that you put a team on him. Follow him, tap his phones, read his. Beryl began to flex her back, rolling her hips as I rubbed her. She opened her mouth for more air, opened her eyes, and locked them on mine, she whispered urgently, “Daddy, oh my god daddy, put your finger in me.”I bent my long finger and felt for the hole. She was wet, she was hot, she was open; I pushed as deep as I could into the entrance of her body, Beryl arched her back, moaned softly then slammed a hand between us and grabbed my cock. As I finger fucked my daughter she began to jerk. But it was not a good look for the hotel, plus the drinks waiter tried a fast one on us by charging us for dearer wines than our wines of choice. He called it an accident but I was not so sure. There were a number of other glitches through out the night as well, which I won’t bother you with now. In some ways they added to the night, if you can understand what I mean? Not that we told them that.” I nodded and she continued. “The Manager was so embarrassed and very apologetic. But, in some ways. Within 10 minutes he responded in short sentences, ‘I’m interested. Don’t have much time. I’m_________. How Long?’ At first I was confused at what the rush was but then he told me that his f****y was going to be home soon and we had till 8:15. It was 7:20. I was turned off hearing the f****y part and I thought about declining. BUT I was still fucking horny as hell!! Thinking about the time restrictions, I then wrote him back and asked if we can try tomorrow if it was possible. He was.