Marla pulled upward on her skirt, gripping her panties at the same time. She saw the wet crotch pull into her cunt and ass, the reflection between her legs exposing all. She saw the puffy lips of her pussy, the creamy texture of her shapely ass. Staring hard into the mirror, she began to sway her hips, watching her crotch.

Sally stuffed her fist into her mouth to choke back a lewd giggle.

Bob was starting to breathe loudly, and his sister poked at him to make him stop.

Marla bent her knees slightly, staring down into the mirror and watching her crotch. The hairy lips of her cunt were exposed since her panties were now pulled into her pussy slit. She made a soft gasp as she bent her knees further, half-squatting.

At the door, her son and daughter watched with big eyes.

"Oooooh, it's so pretty!" Marla whispered to her reflection.

Sally choked as she tried to swallow her giggles, and Bob was about to burst.

But Marla heard nothing.

She squatted over the mirror, drawing her skirt up to her narrow waist. She was unaware that her son and daughter were there, that they could see her pantied ass now. She was so absorbed in staring at her reflection, at her cunt, she gave thought to nothing else.

"You pretty pussy!" Marla said, her voice husky. "You hot, pretty cunt!"

Bob moaned when he heard his mother, pressing his palm hard on his throbbing cock. Sally was writhing as she fought to keep from giggling.

Marla ran a fingertip along her thigh, touching the crotch of her panties lightly. She moved her ass, swinging it in a tight gyration.