Kathy Andrews - A ball with mother

She heard the squeal of her daughter, and stood up.

"Mother!" Sally cried. "What have you done to the bathroom!"

Marla stood at the door of the bathroom, grinning at Sally. Sally was halfway inside, staring down. Her feet were apart, and Marla could see the reflection of her daughter's sweet cunt and ass, too.

"Do you like it, Sally?"

"Oh, Mother, it's a wonderful idea," Sally said. "Just wait until Bob sees it."

"Sees what?" Bob came in, rubbing his eyes.

"The floor, Bob," Sally said, pointing. "Look what Mother has done to the floor."

Bob saw the mirrors and then his sister's reflection. He grinned. "Hey, I like this, Mom! I can see Sally's cunt!"

Marla stepped into the bathroom. "See anything else!"

Bob looked down at his mother's reflected image, and grinned widely. "Yeah, your cunt, too, Mom."

"Are you sure?" Marla asked, spreading her feet wide.

"Well, your panties, anyway."

He moved into the bathroom, and Marla gazed at the floor. The reflection of her son's cock and balls, his ass, from his upside-down angle excited her as much as seeing her daughter's cunt and ass.

"I guess you two have to piss, huh?" Marla asked, watching their faces now. "Don't let me stop you."

Sally giggled, still looking down at the floor. "I can see my pussy very well, Mother. I could even watch myself piss if I wanted to."

"That's right," Marla said, her voice husky with emotion. "You can watch it spurt right out of your pretty pussy."

"I don't need a mirror to watch myself piss," Bob said.

"Us girls do," Sally said, her eyes gleaming.

"Go on, Sally," Marla whispered, her eyes starting to glaze.

"With you and Bob watching?"

"Why not?" Marla said, her voice very low, eyes smoldering with a perverse expression. She was standing inside the bathroom, gazing at her daughter's reflection. Bob was there, too, and his eyes shifted from his sister's image to his mother's. He preferred to look at his mother since she was dressed. Seeing his mother standing over the mirrored floor, staring at her long legs and the bulge of her panties, excited him. It was like being a naughty boy, peering up a woman's skirt.

"Don't you want to, honey?" Marla asked in that same low voice. "You might enjoy letting us watch you piss."

Sally giggled, a flush on her face.

"Do it, please," Marla urged.

"I will if you will, Mother," Sally replied, looking shy, considering all she had done with her mother and brother.

"I'll do it, too," Marla answered in her low, throaty voice.

She stood next to her daughter, holding her hand. She spread her feet apart on the mirrored floor, and they looked down at their reflection.

"Ohhh, look at us, Bob!" Marla cooed. Bob gazed at the floor, seeing his sister's pink cunt, so naked and pretty, the tight curves of her ass. He saw his mother's long legs and the bulge of her panties, the way they fit so snugly on her shapely ass. His cock lifted, and Marla gurgled softly.

"You like it, I see," she said, her voice whispery. "I knew you'd like it, baby. You're starting to get hard."

"You go first, Mother," Sally said quietly.

"All right, honey."

Marla, with her feet spread on the mirrored floor, and without any sign of embarrassment, began to piss in her panties. Bob stared at the reflection, gasping softly. He saw his mother's hot piss soak into her panties, running along her creamy inner thighs. The stream become strong, and he could see it coming through her panties now. His cock lifted straight up with a single lurch, wry hard, his prickhead pointing upward.

"Ohhh, I can see you, Mother!" Sally giggled. "What does it feel like, pissing in your panties?"

"Ooooh, hot and wet and so nice!" Marla whispered, wiggling her ass.

Bob stared, almost in awe, at his mother's reflection. Her piss was pooling on the mirrored floor, yet he could see her panties clearly. Marla lifted her dress, pulling it up to her waist. She shoved her hips forward, and Bob stand at her crotch. His cock was hard, very, very hard. He cupped his balls as he watched with big eyes.

"Now you, Sally," Marla mewled softly, squeezing her daughter's hand tightly. "Piss, baby! Piss with me… let your brother watch us piss on the mirrors!"

With a giggle, Sally began to piss.

The golden stream arced outward. She was naked, and the gushing spurted from her cunt a foot away. Bob clutched his balls and groaned with delight, watching his mother and sister pissing, one in her panties, the other naked. His cock throbbed and his cockhead was almost beating at his stomach, he was so hard. Marla made soft hissing sounds as she looked down, squeezing Sally's hand tightly. Seeing them both pissing this way, with her son watching and his cock so hard, she trembled in excitement, the cheeks of her ass clenching.

Sally giggled time and again, but she spewed her golden piss eagerly now. Bob clung to his tight balls, his eyes glazed with what he was seeing.

Marla's eyes slitted and her tits rose and fell as she breathed in harsh, excited gasps. The hot piss drenched her panties now, and her thighs glistened with it. When the stream slowed, she pressed her legs together, sliding her flesh into the wetness. She moved her free hand into her panties, rubbing at her bushy cunt.

"Ohhhh, I could come flow!" she murmured. "Mother's cunt is so wet with hot piss! Ooooh, I like the way it feels!"

Sally let go with a final spurt, then imitated her mother by closing her slender legs. She pulled upward on her cunt, her clit straining from her sparkling wet pussy-slit. Marla released Sally's hand, and shoved her fingers to her daughter's cunt. She rubbed her own pussy inside her wet panties, and her daughter's pussy with eager fingers. Bob, still holding his boils tightly, grunted and watched. He was afraid he was about to come. Seeing his mother and sister pining had excited him more than he would have thought.

"Oh, Bob!" Marla groaned. "You have to fuck me now!"

Feverishly, pulling her hands away from herself and her daughter, she shoved her wet panda to her thighs, turning and bracing herself with her hands on the sink, shoving her naked ass backwards.

"Shove that hard cock to me, Bob!" she whined, shaking her shapely ass with lewd invitation. "Ram it to Mother's clit! Fuck me now, baby!"

Bob couldn't wait; he moved behind his mother and shoved the swollen head of his cock into her hairy cunt, gritting his teeth. Marla cried out with ecstasy as she felt the swollen head of her son's cock driving into her fiery cunt. She shoved her naked ass back against him, her pussy sliding along the shaft of her son's cock until it was deep inside. She held him there, her cunt squeezing, making soft sobs in her throat.

Sally had moved closer, and she was looking down at the floor, seeing her mother's legs parted, her brother's cock inside her hairy cunt, his balls dangling. She gasped with delight and began to rub her hot pussy against his mother's thigh.

"Fuck me, Bob!" Marla cried out to her son. "Ohhhh, fuck Mother's pussy! Fuck Mother in the cunt!"

Bob thrust back and forth, his hips making wet sounds as he banged against her ass, his cock throbbing in the tight grip of her mother's soft, hot cunt. Sally grabbed her brother by his humping ass, and began to squeeze it. Bob slipped a hand to his sister's crotch, and Sally opened her legs to him.

Marla peered down from the sink, watching her son's cock stab into her cunt, his balls swinging back and forth. She saw his hand moving along Sally's cunt, rubbing it. She could see Sally gripping the cheek of his ass. She rolled and twisted her ass, grinding erotically against her son. She cried out.

"Your finger, Bob!" Sally sobbed, trying to work one of her brother's finger into her tight cunt. "Fuck me with your finger! Oooo, hurry and stick your finger in my pussy! I'm about to come already!"