He did not want machines to breathe for him or feed him through a tube.She deserved better."I want you to remember me before the cancer," he said, his... own tears coursing down his face. "I want you to remember a time when I was strong enough to catch you in my arms and spin you around, to make love to you, to support you."His voice grew soft, "I want you to remember the man you fell in love with, not this pathetic excuse of a human being." No! You're not that," she protested. "I love you! I love. Last week I went to the pool and had arranged with the Married Guy to maybe hook up afterward in the change rooms. Usually I just wear jeans over my speedos and leave them near the edge of the pool but it was kind of drizzling rain so I went into the change rooms which are a little walk from the pool.There were a few people in the pool swimming laps, but otherwise no one around. I pulled down my jeans, I was wearing my black ADIDAS 3-stripe speedos under them. I grabbed my goggles and started. She dyed her hair blonde and kept it in a short bob, which gave her face a round, sweet, feminine look. She had a little tattoo in her cleavage that showed a small heart and made sure it was prominently featured in her low-cut blue dress.“Good seeing you too,” I said, smiling. “Anything I can do for you?” she asked me, as all of the girls did whenever I was around. Since I took care of them and made sure the club could stay open, they felt they were in my debt. Aside from that, I had the. Myers. I just thought I was filming Kimmy’s first time. I had a lot of fun with you. I never wanted to hurt you like that mean bitch.”I shuddered at my daughter’s words. I rose, letting my dress fall off my body. My newly shaved pussy felt so bare. I could feel the air currents wafting about my pussy lips, tingling them. My juices cooled my hot flesh as they dribbled out of me.“So fuck her hard, Mr. Myers,” Leyla purred. “Or spank her, or do whatever you want to my mommy-slave.”“She’s yours to.