Thinking she was alone, Linda gazed at her reflected tits, licking her wet tongue back and forth over her lips. Lifting one tit, she lowered her chin, her tongue came out, very long, and she caressed her nipple with it, a soft moan of pleasure bubbling from her. Her ass swayed with a subtle movement, and she clenched her asscheeks tightly as her tongue moved slowly about her rigid nipple, her eyes watching herself.

Frank fought to keep his breathing down, panting as quietly as he could, staring at his mother. He was so excited, his balls hurt.

Linda released her tits, slipping her hands to the small of her back, pulling the zipper of her skirt. When her skirt pooled at her high-heeled feet, she stood almost naked. Her black garter belt was snapped to her flesh-colored nylons, and the tiny panties, also black, hardly concealed her ass.

Frank almost strangled as he swallowed convulsively. He stared at his mother's back hotly, seeing the swell of her ass inside the tight panties, her lower asscheeks showing where they met her thighs. He stared long and hard at his mother's ass, then as if remembering, glanced into the mirror.

Linda was running her hands up and down her flat stomach, tracing the tiny triangle of her panties. The bushy hair of her cunt mounded her panties out deliciously, and she stiffened one finger, sliding it toward the slit of her cunt. She moaned softly as she rubbed her finger up and down, feeling the slit of her cunt with light touches. Her ass twisted and clenched, and her eyes became glassy as she stimulated her cunt.

Frank's cock pushed in painful hardness at his pants, his balls very tight. He tried to place his palm on his hidden balls, but the touch on them only caused a more throbbing pain. He could feel his cock dripping against his shorts, and he wanted to yank it out and pound it swiftly as he watched his mother, but he was afraid the slightest noise would make her stop.