"Is it about the case?" Ummm. Well, yes. You see, Detective ... oh, my, this is very difficult," he said clearing his throat."I can see you are strugg...ing. Just take a deep breath and then speak," I instructed."Here goes ... I didn't tell you everything about the night of the murder," he said looking forlorn."You didn't? I see. Please go ahead." He definitely had my attention now."I was outside of my viewing box with Mrs. Purity, you know, getting my ... you know, member sucked. And well, it. How about seeing what your cock looks like these days?"I looked at Beth and she was up and taking her clothes off."Come on, Dean, get 'em off, let Mom see how nicely her son is hung," my sister urged.All this was new to me, there was never any hint of anything remotely like this when I was living at home."This is all kind of different but, well..." and I began taking my clothes off. As I pulled my briefs down, my sister took hold of my cock and pulled me up toward the camera to say, "Look, see. Lawla would be hanging around. She often was at all of John’s parties. She was cool and would allow John to have a keg. The rule was always that us kids needed to stay the night. She’d collect everyone’s keys at the door.I did my dirty deed before going to the party. I fantasized about Mrs. Lawla while I jerked off about her hot and sexy body. My fantasies were always very hot with her as the sexy MILF. I wondered if she was as hot as she looked. I wondered if she ever cheated on Mr. Lawla. I. Unfortunately, he was never a very good liar, so if he tried to deny it, she would know.He decided to turn it into a joke instead. "Why, are you jealous?" he grinned."A little," she admitted."What? Are you serious?" I'm just thinking back to those times we fooled around. Remember?" Yeah," he nodded. "That was fun." But I guess now that you've got a girlfriend, we can't do that any more." Lissa, I'm sorry." No, it's all right, really. I'm happy for you, Jeff. And I don't want you to worry about.