“Ask him about the view dear,” he prodded. “Do you like the view from your room?” Susan gasped as Jack nipped her earlobe and squeezed her ass... Bill set the ice down on the counter. “It’s an amazing sight,” he answered. Susan was squirmed a bit, but that only made her ass sway seductively. Jack grinned watching Bill’s reaction to his wife’s motions. Bill sat on the bed and stared at the couple kissing and fondling. He pulled the thong out of his pocket and smelled the odor of her excitement on. She was wearing white panties, I could see the silky material gleaming between her legs. As she flipped the channels, I glanced over at her, and since she wasn't looking I caught a longer look between her legs.Although I wasn't sure she knew what I was doing, she seamed to open her legs a little more. My cock was rock hard as I pictured myself stroking her clit through her white panties. I reached down between my legs and adjusted myself . I could feel pre-cum oozing from the head of my cock.. He eventually took his own life as a result, leaving my mother to raise me as best she could. But she had her own troubles. Working as a washing woman in a small Oriental laundry, she didn't make much money at all. Many times we went hungry because we didn't have money for food. She worked herself to death in that job, trying to feed me and keep a roof over our heads.I was 12 years old when my mother died, leaving me to fend for myself or die in the streets. I did whatever I could to survive. I. I grew up on a cattle ranch, with the nearest neighbor over a mile away. I was 16 and alone at home. It was late summer and the rest of the family was working in the hay fields while I was home and working in Moms garden. Mom had planted a large vegetable garden in the back yard but the weeding seemed to always fall to me, although, truth-be-told, I did enjoy the solitude away from the rest of my large and noisy family. It was a hot summer day and I was only wearing a halter top and a pair of.