Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 6 end - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 6 end

... darting in between the crevices of my toes in search of the candy. I giggled loudly at him lapping at my feet. “Care for some more?” Before I even asked, I had already prepared another two pieces in my left foot, presenting it for his mouth again. “Oh god!!” Chris exclaimed, wrapping his mouth around it. I continued to eat a few as I watched him enjoying himself. I repeated the cycle a few times, letting him enjoy the taste of my toes along with the sweet sugary taste the skittles provided. Chris looked like he was in heaven, licking my feet, worshipping it the same way I would with his cock. When the bag was done, I pushed him back hard with my foot, forcing him to catch his body weight on his hands as I leaned in towards him. “Mhm! How do I taste puddin’!” I teased, slithering my tongue in his mouth. Chris moaned loudly again, this time sucking hungrily on my tongue that was now coated with the sugar from the skittles. His hands were roaming up my legs in front of him, periodically slipping his fingers into my fishnets to feel my thighs. But what turned me on the most was how his eyes continued to explore my body as he made out with me, as if he couldn’t believe everything that was happening. I surprised him by pulling him up from his knees and onto the bed with me. “I love your ponytails mom!” he grinned, playing with them. I smiled back naughtily at him before flipping him over so I could get on top. He was in a very awkward position, only his back was on the bed as ...

... his legs were supporting him on the ground. Still, I straddled him, pushing my tongue even deeper into his mouth and bringing his hands gradually up my legs until it reached my ass. His hands started to explore like usual, shifting between groping my cheeks and fingering my asshole. With him so preoccupied, I surprised him by turning my oral attention to his neck, again biting down with some force. Chris yelped from the contact, but I didn’t apologize, only staring wildly at him until his smile returned. I wasn’t sure if I was taking the whole “crazy slut villain” too far or not, but I was so lost in it that I didn’t know if I could stop myself even if I wanted to. “Fuck my dirty mouth!” I whispered into his ear, sliding myself off his body until my knees reached the ground again. I dug his cock out of his pants, fighting against his jeans and boxers the entire time until it finally sprang free. I grabbed the base of cock and slapped it hard against my face as I moaned loudly, staring up at Chris. Chris stared in awe at me, as if I was someone completely different. I’m sure with how my face was painted and the dim lighting of his room, I looked nothing like the mother who half an hour ago was picking him up from his friend’s place. In one quick motion I took Chris’ cock in my mouth, lathering it with my spit and determined to use it to smear my lipstick more than anything else. “Ah, Fuck!” Chris moaned form my lips. I wrapped my tongue around his shaft for a few more strokes ...