Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 5 - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 5

... the ass now. It was nice to meet you!” I said sarcastically, guiding Chris to one of the empty rooms at the end of the hall. I didn’t turn my back to see her, but I just knew she was still standing there, trying to contemplate everything that happened. I had no idea what she was trying to achieve for calling me out like that, but I doubt she got the result she wanted. “Holy Fuck mom! What the hell just happened?” “Mommy was just being a bit naughty! When we were at the mall making out, she saw us. But I didn’t stop!” I giggled. “What?! What if she -” “She won’t. Didn’t you see how scared she was? Besides, I think if we went any longer she was about to cum on the spot!” “Forget her. Mommy needs to be fucked!” I said, pushing him onto the bed. Chris was about to say something, but I covered his mouth with my hand. “Shhh!” I reached to the bottom of dress, pulling it up until it was bunched near my waist. “Taste how wet mommy is!” I said, turning around and shoving his face into my waiting pussy. Chris pushed aside my thong and hungrily licked his way from my asshole to my pussy and back again. “Oh Yes!” I moaned, scooting myself back further into him. Chris had started in a sitting position, but my ass was pushing into his face so hard, that he was soon lying down flat on the bed. Once he was there, I moved myself onto the bed completely, sitting on Chris’ face. “Do you like it when mommy smothers you like this?” I panted, wriggling my ass on his tongue. The only response I ...

... got was mumbling sounds from Chris, as his mouth was surrounded by my ass. To give him some room to breathe, I started bouncing up and down on his face, as if I were riding it. Every time I came down, I was met with the feeling of Chris’ tongue, entering my asshole. When I felt satisfied, I landed down hard on him, sitting there for a few seconds before getting off of him. As he laid there recovering his breath, I was busy stripping off his khakis. “Mhm!” I moaned with Chris’ cock in my mouth. I didn’t want to go too heavy, as there was no doubt Chris wouldn’t last long and I really wanted to get fucked! So instead of the usual deepthroating that I had come to love, I focused mostly on sucking and slurping on his head, getting him ready but not sending him over the edge. “Fuck mom! I can see people outside!” Chris grunted. I took my mouth off him temporarily, turning around and standing up to see some guests in the backyard porch. One of them included my husband, but this time he was talking to his boss and other co-workers. “Fuck me honey!” I said, propping myself on the window sill and presenting my pussy for him. “Yes!” I moaned in response to him entering me. The outside was lit fairly brightly, but our room was completely dark and there was no way anyone would be able to see us; giving me the perfect chance to oversee everyone else as Chris fucked me from behind. “Fuck mommy harder!” I instructed, as I bent myself lower, flattening my back as much as possible. I stared at ...