I probed her with more detailed questions... I loved hearing it all, from the memory of the moment to any detailed attributes that remained engraved..... I would beg her for more details... I wanted to leave nothing behind... beautifully captured close ups became a thing for us... always looking for the ones that were real enough and not overly worked... skillfully captured close ups that communicated the sexual energy of the moment... sometimes some discovered photos would even give her. Nobody was pregnant or had a brand-new baby. Everyone had a good time, even Margie, who had loosened up some. We had a quiet New Year and hoped that 2014 would be a good year.It was in January of 2014 when the girls figured out that they were pregnant again. They had been trying since November. They went to see Dr Carson in February. He said that this was getting to be a regular thing.March brought gardening again. We let Tim do all of the grunt work. It was pretty much a repeat of last year.. ’ She turned and gave me a cold look, ‘I was going to our room, Jack, is that alright?’ she bit my name off. No pet name. I was in as much trouble as Liz. ‘I’ve got to get ready for work,’ she continued. ‘Right, fine, sorry,’ I said, trying to squeeze apology into my tone as well. She turned and walked upstairs There was a few moments of awkward silence. Then the part of this I had really dreaded came up. ‘Daddy… what did Lizzy mean when she said Mommy wasn’t her real mom?’ It was Amber,. Let's just hope it's closed. I relax. His hands move up my thighs towards my ass. Moving into my groin so close to my pussy. It's making me so horny. He rubs the bottom of my ass just under the towel. I moan involuntarily. God I should've got laid before this. He climbs on the bed and sits astride my thighs rubbing up my back, back down to the top of my ass under the towel. He removes it. My ass is on show. I don't care. I don't have nakedness issues. He continues rubbing my ass, moving up my.