Her thighs were smooth and firm, her legs slender and shapely. She had always liked her body. Her admiration of her beauty had made the years of loneliness bearable.

Her fingers fluttered over her nylon-covered cunt. She could see the dark stain made by her cunt juice soaking into her panties.

Trembling now, she peeled off her blouse and bra. She hefted her tits in her hands, lifting them up, offering them to the image in the mirror. Pulling and tugging at her long thick nipples, she could see the contours of her puffy cunt lips through the thin material of her panties.

Holding up her tits, she gazed at the slit of her cunt, at the dark shadow of her bush. So many years had passed since she'd had a cock in there; she was as good as a virgin.

She remembered the way Claire had pumped her pussy up and down on Frank's cock. She tried to imagine what it would be like to have a cock stretching her cunt lips now. Thinking about it made her shiver.

She bucked her crotch back and forth, pumping her pussy at her image in the mirror. How wanton she looked holding her tits up like that and pumping her wet crotch back and forth! She looked like a sinful slut!

Once she began admiring and playing with her body like this, she knew she would have to finish it. Watching her sister fucking had started her juices flowing and she needed a good come to settle her down.

She still felt guilty, first at the nasty act of spying on her sister and brother-in-law and now at her decision to play with herself and give herself an orgasm.

Squeezing her tits, she pressed her thighs together. She pumped her cunt back and forth in a wanton dance before the mirror. Cupping one hand over her pussy, she slid the other hand behind her back to fondle her ass cheeks.