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

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 4

... actually stretched out a bit, allowing for Chris to slowly finger fuck me. “Hello dear, we’re home!” my husband shouted from downstairs. I could tell Chris was really into it and didn’t want to interrupt him so I didn’t answer either, just continuing to make out with him as his fingers relaxed my ass more and more. Chris tried to go faster, but with the lack of any lubrication, it was really hard for him to do so. “Honey, stick your finger in mommy’s pussy first. Then go back to my ass’ I said, kissing him. “Wow, that’s so much better!” he exclaimed, after following my directions. “Does it feel good mom?” “Mhm! It does honey!” We could both clearly hear the two of them chatting downstairs, but we never acknowledged it. Chris’ fingers were now effortlessly moving in and out of my ass, so he focused his attention on getting them all the way in, instead of just half. “Let mommy make it easier!” I said, breaking our kiss. I turned around and straddled myself over his body, with my weight on my knees. With me facing the opposite direction, my ass was now pointed directly at him for his entertainment. “Thanks mom.” He was able to reach a lot easier now and it only took a few more pumps before his two fingers were all the way in. I was also used to the feeling and started to rock back into his fingers. “I can’t wait to feel my cock in you! It feels so good even with my fingers!” “Is that what you’re doing, getting mommy ready?” I giggled, turning around to respond to him. “Not at ...

... first. At first, I just couldn’t help myself! But now…” “Well it’s working! So keep going!” “Actually, mom, could you back into me. I want to get a taste again before we have to stop.” I understood the urgency as it wouldn’t be long before my husband came to look for me. “You better hurry!” I said, scooting my ass right into Chris’ face. He seemed to take my words to heart as he wasted no time in penetrating my ass with his tongue. And because it was already so stretched out, His tongue was able to get much further than before. “Oh FUCK, honey! Your tongue is so deep!” I moaned. “Mom, you taste so fucking good!” he panted, licking my asshole. He was spreading my ass as wide as possible so that his tongue could work from my pussy up to my asshole. I only encouraged him by smothering his entire face with my ass again, pushing Chris hard up against his bedframe. “Fuck, someone’s coming!” I shouted, hearing the footsteps up the stairs. I instantly spun off Chris and went to reach for my pants, but froze when a knock came on Chris’ door. “Hey Chris, have you seen your mom?” my husband said, just outside his door. I took one glance at Chris and he looked absolutely terrified, afraid to do anything. With him paralyzed, I had to act fast. I quickly grabbed my pants and threw them underneath Chris’ bed, then in one motion; I sat back up on his bed and threw his blanket over me, covering up my lower body. “Chris, grab my foot!” I exclaimed, practically shoving it into his hand. Chris ...