It was a very nice wedding, and I got to walk Christy down the aisle. There was a pretty good crowd, their old friends from the agency, his new friend... among the local cops, a few scattered lawyers, mostly ADA’s, with a few defense attorneys thrown in to make it interesting. Jen was matron of honor, Lindsey and Sandy were bridesmaids, and Grace was flower girl. The ring bearer was the son of the local Chief of Police. Shaggy was a groomsman, and Jim’s brother was best man. Lindsey caught the. Two days later she came home from work just raving about this show called American Horror Story. Now Jolene is relatively straight laced, she doesnt have her daughters looks, sexiness, nor her devious appetite. I was amazed she even floated wanting to watch it, but Jolene, to her credit, was willing to give it a go. Predictably she wasnt the biggest fan but she gave it a two episode try. The next evening, Mandy got home a little late due to volleyball practice and she almost made me black out. I came, as my son watched, his friend watched. As they watched they recorded. Recorded for a magazine, a web site. They would sell my pictures. My slut shame. I was their’s to use. I wanted them to use me. Soon Jack would pimp me, I knew. I wanted him to. Just the thought of that made me come again, this time I was louder, my fingers rammed inside me. My cunt muscles pulsed, gripping my fingers even as they moved in and out of me. My anus contracted in unison. I was sweating, I was panting. I. Kate walked over, her body still sweaty and took hold of my throbbing shaft, “She was definitely right too” she continued softly as she pulled the skin right back getting down on her knees in front of me looking at the precum dribbling out of the tip. “Mmm, this looks so good” she sighed softly licking the precum off the tip, “And tastes so good too”.I held the top of her head and forced the swollen head into her mouth and she wrapped her hands around my arse cheeks pulling me closer and didn’t.