Linda pushed a stiff finger down and under, sliding it into her cunt. She pressed it deeply, her knuckles stopping it as they smashed at the swollen lips of her pussy. Her body shivered, and with a soft cry, she began to stab her finger in and out of her cunt. Soft wet sounds came to Frank's ears, his eyes on fire as he watched his mother's frontal reflection, watching her fingerfucking herself vigorously.

"Ohhhh!" Frank couldn't stop the groan. Linda whirled around, jerking her finger out of her hairy cunt.

"Frank!" she gasped, and tried to cover her naked tits and cunt, stumbling slightly because her panties hobbled her feet.

Frank darted away, running to his room. Linda stood frozen, one arm over her tits, the palm and fingers of her other hand spreading over her hairy cunt protectively. She had turned around swiftly, and seen her son standing there. But, fast as he ran away, she had seen his cock sticking from his fly, his balls beneath it.

She began to tremble. Then she came.

"Oooooh?" she moaned, curling her fingers into her cunt, her legs shaking with the unexpected orgasm.

After the spasms ended, she pulled her hands away from her body, turning to face the mirror again. She held her arms out, palms forward, and looked at herself. A grin spread over her face, and her eyes started to sparkle.

"So, you like what you saw, do you, Frank?" she said to her reflection. "It made your little cock hard, didn't it? Can Peggy make your young cock as hard as I just did?"

The thought suddenly flared inside her mind. Without trying to consider her actions, she whirled, stepping out of her panties. She walked to the door of her bedroom, and paused. She took a deep breath, and wearing only her garter belt, nylons, and high heels, she walked with determination to her son's room. Linda was not going to have a replay of her teenage years with her brother. She was not going to have her son see her naked, then run, off to jack his young cock off in privacy.