Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 4 - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 4

... started talking to dad, it got really hot! Mom, you’re such a slut talking to dad like that while I fucked you!” I laughed loudly at his excitement. “That’s the idea, honey! It made your cock feel that much better inside me!” “I dunno, mom. It wasn’t until I stuck my thumb in your asshole that you really started to scream!” “That was so naughty of you! I almost got caught because of that!” I said, playfully slapping his arm. “Maybe, but I know you loved it!” he answered, grabbing me for a kiss. “I did! It was so hot and unexpected! Did you like eating mommy’s asshole?!” “Of course! It felt amazing having your ass pushing against my entire face!!” he chuckled. “And mom, were you serious about letting me fuck you there?” “You mean my ass?” “Yeah” he said, turning his tone more serious. “Of course I was! Mommy has to get prepared first, but we will. I promise!” “And Mom, you said you’ve never done anal before?” he asked quizzically. “Nope. Mommy was a good girl! At least until we got together!” “I guess I “forgot” after watching everything you’ve done!” he said sarcastically. “Hey!” I shrieked, slapping him again. “Mommy might be a dirty slut, but she’s only a dirty slut with you!” “Tell me about it! I can barely keep up with you!” he chuckled. “But still, how did I get so lucky?” Chris answered, both in a playful and serious tone. “Awww! You’re so sweet!” “Okay, we better get dressed, your father and sister will be home soon.” “What about the mess?” he asked, looking at the ...

... desk. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll just say I made it looking for the phone number.” “Now let’s go get your pants on!” I exclaimed, slapping his ass playfully. We both left my husband’s office and returned to my room, where our clothes were left piled on the floor. “When does dad get back?” Chris asked, putting his shirt on. “I’m not sure, but probably soon. They’ve been gone about 45 minutes already. Why do you ask?” “I kind of want to fool around a bit more” he said, walking towards me. “Yeah?!” I said a little surprised, flashing him my smile. “Yeah” he said, kissing me. “Let’s go to my room.” With both of us dressed, I followed Chris to his room and we began making out, snuggling up together on his bed. Things weren’t too heated at first, and we kept our clothes on, knowing it wasn’t going to be too long. But soon enough, it became very clear why Chris had wanted to fool around some more. “Let mommy just take her pants off!” I giggled, feeling Chris playing with my asshole again. “Sorry, mom” Chris chuckled. “I just don’t want to wait until tomorrow to feel it again!” “There, much better” I said, crawling back next to Chris. Our kissing was fairly tame as Chris was far more focused with what he was doing with his hands. In fact, even when we heard the garage door being opened up again, Chris didn’t stop either. Over time, he had gradually worked his index and middle finger into my ass, up to the second knuckle. My puckered asshole that was so tight a few minutes ago was now ...