But, mostly I'm doing it for my children. I can't stand the thought of forcing them to watch me fade away until only a shell is left. I don't want to ...urden them by forcing them through guilt and pain to come by and spend time with an empty husk. I want their last memories of me to be good, when I was able to function. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I'm selfish, but I'm gonna do it anyway. Just wanted to clear the air."He stood for a second more, then grinned."Oh, and if you feel like granting me a. We could put Hubie’s name on Jack’s office. He’s almost never in there, anyway.’ I turned to Glenn. ‘Let’s tell Jerry we need a concealed security camera in Hubie’s office. We can take my file cabinet over to my workstation, and get another one for the office. We’ll need to stuff it with misleading paperwork. Do you have any superseded plans for the architecture, and maybe some old module specifications we never used?’ And so started the misinformation campaign we referred to among ourselves as. But, instead, where we can openly show our carnal desires for each other and act on them.”“I have a dream that we won't spend our lunch hours feeding our senses with food when what we really want and need is to have orgasms. Instead of stuffing our mouths with Subway sandwiches on some park bench, we can masturbate openly together and help each other out with hand-jobs and oral sex.”“I have a dream that one day we can replace parking meters with sex meters. Where mattresses lie next to these. She asked did that include being with Beck. I smiled and said what do you think. Judy asked for a few minutes to think which I said I would grant and she could watch her daughter suck my cock. Judy nodded as Beck knelt closer to me and as I pulled her head back with a full hand of hair opened her mouth and smiled. I pushed her head forward and she gagged just like the first time as my cock went deep in her throat. She tried again to move away but I held my fuck bitch in place as she gasped.