I shucked my jacket, undid my tie and was about to hit the fridge for a nice, cold Heinekin to join me by the pool when I noticed the clothes on the l...ving room floor.That was odd, because Jan was astonishingly neat for a 12-year-old - for anyone, really - and quite fastidious. Seeing the crisp jeans and the yellow tee-shirt - which were due for replacement soon, because Jan, at 12, was growing awfully fast, all of a sudden - on the floor made me frown in surprise. Doubly so because they hadn't. Panting, fingers scratching at the carpet, thighs anxiously rubbing together— I pressed my tongue directly into her sweet, chocolate covered pussy. “Yesssss…” Elizabeth’s groans grew louder and louder as I pushed my tongue as deep inside as it would go. Her own hot juices mixed with the coating of chocolate to make an irresistible cocktail in my mouth. I playfully shook my head back and forth, prompting Liz to reflexively pound her hands down into the carpet in wild ecstasy. While doing this, I. ” Sam said as she dried herself and putting her fresh clothes on.“It’s fine, I’m done here too.” I said getting out of the water.I stopped mid way when I noticed Sam looking my way while drying her hair with a towel.“Do you mind?” I said.“I want to see it...” Sam said staring down at my crotch.“What?! No...”“I want to see if your lying dad.”“Daughters shouldn’t look at their father’s penis.”“I don’t care, just let me see it otherwise I won’t take a bath in the hot spring ever again. I don’t. I started to double check the now empty closet when I deduced that it wasn't as empty as I had thought. I had missed it before, but now from the vantage point of standing on a chair. I saw an object at the rear of a high shelf.Stretching to my limit I managed to get a hold of it with just two of my straining finger tips. I pulled it to me realizing that it was a small photo album. Strange! It should have been with the other albums on a lower shelf of the bookcase in Dad's den.Using a paper.