Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 2: Part 6 - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 2: Part 6

... hand. “No, no! Keep the thong on for now!” he asked, stopping me from pulling it aside. “Whatever you want honey!” I answered. He snapped a few more shots, some up close and some further back that got my entire body in the picture as well. “Should mommy sit down?” “Yeah! Lie on the bed with your legs spread out!” I did as he asked and this time, Chris himself pulled my thong aside, revealing my pussy for the camera. “One sec!” he said, setting the camera aside and diving his head forward. I giggled at him, playing with his hair as he ate me out. He was very gentle, taking it slowly as he licked across my pussy lips before letting his tongue dig inside. “Mmmm” I moaned softly, losing myself to the sensation. “No! Why’d you stop!” I asked, disappointed. “I wanted to take few more shots first” he chuckled, grabbing for his camera again. “Fine! But only because it’s part of your present, otherwise mommy would punish you for that!” I said, smiling mischievously at him. “Oh please do, mom!” “Yeah?! You want mommy to punish you?” I edged on. “I love when you punish me mom! But I want to take a few more pictures first.” “Could you suck on your toes? I can’t believe I don’t have one of that yet!” “Like this honey?” I asked in an innocent voice, bringing up my foot sensually to my mouth. I stuck my tongue out as far as I could, teasing the tip of my big toe for the camera. From there, I slipped my tongue between my toes, making sure I still had the same sultry stare for Chris. “Please ...

... suck on them mom!” he asked in desperation. I wanted to toy with the camera a little longer, grazing each toe across my tongue slowly, one foot after the other, before finally clasping my mouth around my big toe and slurping loudly. “Uuugghh!” Chris moaned from the sound. “Are you just going to watch honey? Because if you don’t want to take any more pictures, you could always join mommy” I asked seductively, bobbing my head on my toe. Chris continued to stare at me in lust, not moving as he watched me make out with my feet. “Well?!” I giggled at his dumbfounded face. “Mom could you take off your corset? I want to see you doing it with only your fishnets on!” “Why don’t you help mommy then?” I asked, turning around to lie on my stomach. “Oh fuck mom! Your ass looks so good!” he moaned, grabbing a handful of each cheek, completely ignoring what he originally wanted. “You have your buttplug on too!” he exclaimed, slapping my ass. I giggled, getting on my knees to try and seduce him to stop taking pictures and start getting busy with me! As soon as my ass was in the air, Chris pulled aside my thong to play with my asshole. He started out by gently fucking me with the buttplug, but soon replaced it with his own index finger, working it in an out. As his fingers stayed busy with my ass, he began slapping his cock on the soles of my feet. “Fuck it!” he shouted, turning around to drop his camera off on the desk and coming back to me. I laughed loudly, loving how effortlessly I could ...