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

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 6 end

... before taking him out of my mouth and staring back at him, showing him what I looked like. I just held his cock for a few seconds, letting his eyes soak it all in before slapping his cock against my tongue this time, creating loud smacking sounds that resonated in the room. “You ready puddin’?!” I asked, giving his cock head a few more licks. Chris nodded his head, panting loudly. He went to reach for a hold of the side of my head, but I stopped him, giving him a ponytail in each hand instead. “Oh god Yes!” Chris moaned, shoving his cock in my mouth. He finally started to match some of my raunchy energy by fucking my mouth roughly, slamming every inch he had. Each time his cock hit the back of my throat, I gulped loudly, squeezing his cock back. “Is that all, huh? You’re disappointing me!” I said, taking him out of me long enough to get the words out. I looked up at Chris, seeing the slight anger in his eyes. My words seemed to work as Chris gripped my ponytails harder, pulling it towards him as he fucked my face even harder. Even with his cock slamming into me, I couldn’t help but laugh at what I could do to him. “Fuck! Oh God! Is that hard enough mom!” he yelled, with genuine rage in his voice. Not to be outdone by him, I pulled Chris’ even deeper into me, holding his cock in my throat and preventing him from backing out. I could feel the tears in my eyes well up, dripping down my face as I gagged myself on his cock. When I finally needed to come up for air, I did so ...

... violently; shoving Chris back onto his bed and quickly climbing myself on him. I laughed hysterically in front of him, kissing him hard on the lips again. Chris finally returned my energy level and we made out as rough as we ever have; our tongues attacking each other relentlessly as we bit on each other’s lips. I could easily tell my remaining lipstick was smeared all over Chris’ mouth and face. Below, I took his cock and slipped in between my G-string, teasing it along my opening. “I need to fuck you mom” Chris yelled, trying to put his cock in me. “Didn’t you know puddin’?! Only I get to decide when!” I answered, holding his wrist back. Chris struggled against me, rebelling for the first time. But when I grabbed for his throat, choking him lightly, he stopped from shock. I continued to smirk at him before slamming my lips back down to kiss him. I waited for him to return my affection and feel his hand relax before I scooted myself up on his body, sitting on his face again. I loved the feeling just as much as Chris did. He wasted no time in pushing my G-string aside and snaking his tongue in my pussy. “That’s it! Be a good little boy!” I smiled, running my fingers through his hair. Chris’ hands reached up to play with my tits for the first time. I only encouraged him by flinging my tank top over my head, leaving me topless as his hands pinched my nipples. He was testing his limit and how hard I would let him go. But the harder he squeezed me, the harder I grinded myself on his ...