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

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

... that I had never asked for. But Chris surprised me by jackknifing in and out of me way longer than I thought possible of him. “Suck on mommy’s toes too!” I panted, shoving my foot in his mouth. There was no objection at all as Chris gladly clamped his lips around them. Instead of distracting him, the touch of my feet seemed to only re-energize Chris. No matter how his tongue explored my toes, he never slowed down. His cock continued to relentlessly pump into my pussy. “YES! Oh FUUUUUCCKK!! YES! Just like that!!” I screamed, not hiding my volume at all. “AUuuugghh!” I moaned, climaxing for the first time tonight. Chris kept thrusting into me, prolonging my orgasm until he too finally stopped abruptly, filling up my pussy. “I’m so tired!” he chucked, breathing loudly. “You better not be too tired, honey! Mommy’s nowhere near satisfied enough!” I said, still trying to calm myself down. “Be a good boy and clean up the mess you left in mommy!” I didn’t have to repeat myself, instantly feeling Chris’ tongue hungrily dig in my pussy for his own cum. He was sucking loudly, slurping at the creampie he had left inside my pussy. When he finished, I returned the favor, getting on my knees to suck his cock back to life again. “Oh god mom! I know I don’t have much experience, but there’s no way anyone can suck cock better you!” I giggled at how he could still compliment me at a time like this. “You better not tell your Aunt that!” “I won’t” he chuckled. It took less than a minute before ...

... his semi-hard on was back to full length, pushing against the back of my throat each time I bobbed forward. “Are you ready to fuck mommy’s filthy mouth?” I teased. He nodded yes, grabbing my head as he began jamming his cock roughly in my mouth. He started off slow, getting use to this hole again, before picking up speed and causing me to gulp loudly every time he hit the back of my throat. For the second time tonight, my mascara and eye shadow were streaking down my face. Only this time, my tears were for a completely different reason! “Fuck mommy harder! Mommy’s not even gagging yet!” I could feel the competitiveness side of him take charge, firmly holding onto the back of my head as he pumped his cock even harder into my mouth, doing his best to shove it as deep as he could reach. “Is mommy going to need a new fucktoy? I can hardly feel you!” Chris responded by pulling my hair mercilessly as he continued to assault my mouth. I could see in his eyes that he had the same look I had earlier; he wanted to feel me struggling! Only the harder he tried, the more I laughed, even with my mouth completely full. “Choke on my cock you fucking slut!” he screamed, surprising even me with his language. I moaned loudly, letting him know how much I loved him talking dirty to me. “You’re the biggest slut I know mom! Here you are sucking your own son’s cock on Christmas Eve instead of your husbands!” His words only turned me on more, opening my throat even wider for him to use. “Holy fuck! ...