He asked me to pick up my mother later at the police station. There was nothing else he could tell me now.I was a mess. I called Grandpa and told him ...hat Dad had said. I got hold of my brother Bob and he went to the police station with me. Mom did nothing but cry. She kept saying how stupid she was and it was all her fault.A detective took me and Bob aside and told us what my father had said. The district attorney would be in to see what charges would be filed against my father.I asked who was. He went back to the camera, took it off the tripod and returned to June, who, along with her sister, was giggling at the sight of him trying to walk with his pants at his knees and his erection bouncing up and down.“Okay,” he said, “Stop the giggles. I’m going to take a shot with my dick halfway in your mouth. Try not to gag. Once you hear the shutter go off, start giving me a blow job. Continue until I come in your mouth but do not swallow.”“I heard boys and other girls talk about doing that. It was my mother, well actually my step-mother. My mother had died suddenly, from some thing, no one really knew what, when I was five years old. It seemed strange to me at the time and even more so when I got older, that my dad was dating a blonde bimbo, with huge tits, it seems like it was only a few weeks after we lost mom. The new mom and I never really hit it off, however when I was around 12 or so I could see some definite advantages of her being around, she seemed to ooze sex. I have no. I think she knew I wasn’t going too last long but I ended up surprising both of us. We got on my bed, her first, and she had her legs spread for me. My b*****r was sitting on the floor on the towel and I could see he was stroking his dick. He told me later it was like watching a porno movie. Anyway, I got on top of her and she took my dick and led it to her pussy. Everything was all wet down there from her cum and my b*****rs too but I didn’t mind. It felt so good and I slid all the way into.