David Crane: A voyeur mom

He figured that a promiscuous woman like this redhead would want to fuck again.

But Jenny had other things to do.

Jenny leaned down and sucked the carpenter's cock into her mouth, milking and nursing and swallowing the succulent blend of cunt-cum and jizz from the delicious cock-meat. His cock began to swell and stiffen again.

He expected a blow-job now.

But after she had sucked all the cream off his prick, Jenny drew ha lips off him.

"You'll have to leave now," she said.

Jeff groaned.

But he was in no position to argue. He got dressed slowly, hoping she might change her mind and leaving his cock out until the last moment.

But although she was smiling affectionately at him, it was obvious that her mind was elsewhere.

She walked him to the door, still naked except for her garter belt and the one stocking.

"Errrr any time you need any more carpentry done, Mrs. Duncan…" he stammered.

She smiled and kissed him and dismissed him.

It had been a pleasant fucking.

But now Jenny Duncan was waiting to try out her new mirrors when her kids got home from school.

Johnny had baseball practice after school and Belinda arrived home first. That suited Jenny.

She wanted to be able to concentrate on one mirror at a time.

Belinda looked a great deal like her mother, slimmer but nubile and bouncy. Her hair was a shade lighter, but her eyes were the same jade green, her mouth the same wide, sensual slash.

Jenny was as eager to see her little girl through the looking glass as she was her son.

At first, Belinda showed no signs of going up to her room. Her mom waited for a while but then, wanting to see if the girl might perform for her secret attentions before Tommy got home and forced her to divide her concentration, she casually mentioned that she had had a new mirror installed in Belinda's bedroom not, of course, informing the girl that it was a one-way mirror and that the other side of the glass was in her own bedroom.

Belinda went upstairs to check it out.

Jenny waited for a minute, then tiptoed on up and went into her own room. She looked through the spy glass, feeling deliciously naughty about peeping on her daughter and fervently hoping there would be something interesting on which she could do that peeping.

And there was.

Belinda stood right in front of the full-length mirror, smiling, obviously pleased by it. Jenny stood just as close on the other side. She was already breathing hard in hopeful anticipation, panting against the glass.

Then Belinda began to undress. Admiring herself in the mirror, the nubile teenager stripped her school clothing off and stood naked. Her tits were plump and firm and the tips were rosy peaks, so delectable looking that they made her morn's mouth water.

Her cunt-mound was a golden vee spreading out of her groin, delightfully rounded on her slender belly. Jenny licked her lips, salivating like a Pavlovian dog.

Jenny wasn't a lesbian, obviously. But that didn't mean that she wasn't a cunt lapper and the sight of her daughter's cunt made her whimper. She knew it was wrong to have such feelings about her own little girl but that only made it more exciting.

Naked now, Belinda posed before the glass.

She cupped her tits in her hands, lifting the mounds and deepening the smooth cleavage. Her thumbs rubbed against the peaky pink tips.

Jenny's lips worked just as if she were nursing on one of those taut nipples. She had gotten dressed after Jeff had gone, but now, staring through the mirror, she began to take her clothing off again. She enjoyed playing the peeper more when she was naked, herself, all of her body available to the caress of her hands.

Belinda turned and, looking back over her shoulder, admired the reflection of her trim, heart-shaped ass. She rubbed her flanks, shooting her hips out provocatively, grinning in enjoyment. She knew that she was sexy and that all the boys at school were hot for her. And it turned the teenager on to imagine all the horny young men who must have beaten their meat over fantasies about her.

Then she bent over as if she were going to touch her toes. Her tits swung saucily under her, like ripe fruit ready to be plucked from the vine.

Her feet were widespread on the floor, her thighs apart. Her cunt-cream was streaming down her crotch.

The girl gazed at her cunt-gash in the mirror. And her mother gazed at that delectable looking cunt through the mirror!

Belinda cupped her hands on the firm cheeks of her ass and drew them apart, opening the cleft and revealing the tiny puckered bud of her shit-hole.

She slid one hand down and ran the tips of her fingers lightly along her unfurled cunt-lips, then strummed them against her stiff clit.

Jenny moaned. Her own seething clit began to throb, as if in sympathetic vibration. She wasn't touching herself yet, but her pussy was turning juicy, tuned to that teenaged pussy she was so hungrily gazing at.

Belinda's smile was dissolving, her pretty face becoming a mask of passion. She was obviously no novice at self-caress. She nudged a fingertip into her asshole, wriggling it about as she pumped her haunches. She finger-fucked slowly up into her cunt-hole with one hand as she gently probed into her shit-chute with the other.

Then she turned and faced the looking glass again, moving right up close to it. Her stiff titties brushed against the flat surface. She squirmed and panted. She fondled her tits and pulled at the tips. Then she lifted the firm mounds in her hands and tilted her face down.

Belinda began to lick her own nipples.

Her mother's tongue was lashing about. The one-way mirror had been a wonderful idea, she knew but the lascivious woman was wishing there were no pane of glass between her lips and her daughter's tit-tips.

Belinda tongued her nipples and slurped at her cleavage for a few moments. Then she straightened up and shoved her loins out, pressing her belly right up against the mirror as if making love to her reflection.

Jenny moaned, lances of lust flashing through her seething loins. The sight was making her so fucking hot that she thought her eyeballs might melt.

She sank down onto her knees, bringing her face on a level with her daughter's crotch. Belinda was wiping her cunt up against the mirror. Cunt juice smeared the glass and pearly ribbons ran down the insides of her slender, shapely thighs. Her open cunt-slot was foaming.

Jenny shaved her tongue out and began to lap the looking glass, as if she were licking her little girl's gooey cunt-gash. Only the thin mirror separated her hungry, drooling tongue from Belinda's delectable-looking cunt.

Belinda began to work on her cunt with both hands. Bunching her fingers together in a cock shaped bundle, she finger-fucked in and out of her cunt-hole with one hand while the other hand rubbed her swollen clit.

Jt was driving her mother crazy. Jenny dipped a hand into her own smoldering cunt, rubbing herself. Then she brought that hand up to her mouth and licked her own seepage from her fingers and palm, pretending that it was her daughter's cunt-juice – that the creamy stuff was seeping right through the mirror.

And it seemed that mother and daughter shared the same inclinations. Belinda brought her hand up to her face, her fingers all drenched from her fuck-box. She licked at them, then pushed them into the oval collar of her lips and sucked as if she had a mouthful of cock a cock that had just come dripping out of a juicy cunt.

Belinda watched herself in the mirror.

And on the opposite side of that glass, her mother was emulating the girl's actions, as if she were a reflection, herself but in three dimensions.

Belinda's ass and hips jerked in a fucking motion. She was rising toward a crest, moving spasmodically. Her fingers sank into her cunt sleeve soaking with saliva, then pushed into her mouth gooey with cunt-juice.