She gasped as her back hit the cold tile wall.“I saw you last night baby,” He panted. “I saw the way you played with your pussy.”“I was doin... it for you Daddy. I saw you watching.”Frank could take it anymore. He shifted his daughter so her back was securely against the wall and slid his hard cock into her tight pussy. She gasped as his cock filled her pussy. Frank moaned. His daughter was wet, and her tight pussy made his cock feel great. He began thrusting into his daughter’s pussy as. "She kissed me one more time to shut me up. "Go. Play well. Bring home the championship. Don't let anything break your concentration, especially worries about me. I've been here for you for longer than you know, and I'm not giving up on you, just because you're going to be out of town for a few days. Call me every night and let me know how it's going, if you'd like. In fact, you'd better call me every night, even if it's just to say hello."She sat back, apparently satisfied that all was now. Jeri slid out of the truck down to the ground. She went around back andundid the latch that allowed the door to roll up. She attached the rampthat let Lisa down to the ground.When she came back around to the side of the truck, she found an oldwoman standing on the front porch. She had long stringy brunette hair.Her clothing was rumpled and dirty. She was wearing a housecoat andslippers. She had a glass with ice and amber liquid in one hand and acigarette in the other."Can I help you?" the woman. "Another two Tampa cars and an unmarked car came sliding to a stop. The Marshal went through his speech about the FBI and asked them to stay clear of the scene. They were not happy, but that's the way it had to be. The unmarked car was a detective who brought out a camera and began taking pictures from every angle he could get.Two unmarked cars arrived. One had Howard and the Assistant Marshal in charge in it, and the other had four FBI agents. A second later an FBI CSI team arrived. They were.