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

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 6 end

... face, rubbing my pussy and asshole against his mouth and nose. “Auuggh!” I shrieked, when he pinched me harder than expected. I reacted instinctively by grabbing his hair and bringing his face up into my ass. I laughed maniacally as I bounced on him, loving the feeling of his tongue in me. I wasn’t planning on letting him up for a while, but he surprised me by pushing me off him, making me fall to his side. Chris was quick, and before I could protest, he was on his feet, his hands reaching to flip me on my back and pulling me towards his cock. I fought him off, acting like I didn’t want to be fucked. But Chris, whether it was from me teasing him too much or me questioning his ability to fuck my face earlier, was more determined than ever. He grabbed both my wrists with his left hand and was tearing my skirt off with his right. Before long, he finally managed to get his cock in me. “Oh Fuck!” he exclaimed, staring hungrily into me. I only smiled back at him, my legs no longer fighting him, but instead opening them up wide for him. “You better not fucking disappoint!” I smirked, playing with my tits in front of him. Chris took it as a challenge, driving his cock into me, as fast as he could. In order to get deeper, he pulled me into him, locking my legs against his body. He had become quite comfortable at this position, slamming every inch of himself in my pussy as his tongue licked my soles of my feet through the fishnets. I could hear the rhythmic sound of our bodies ...

... slapping against each other, and it was driving me crazy! I was so turned on, so close to climax, but I didn’t want Chris to know. “That’s all? Is this what I waited all weekend for?” I teased. Chris angrily grabbed my throat this time as he panted loudly from each thrust. I responded by slapping him hard across the face with my foot, before hooking my big toe into his mouth. It caused Chris to instinctively choke me a bit harder and I returned it by pulling his wrist into me, all the while driving more of my toes in his mouth. “Fuck me!” I screamed, smirking lustfully at him. Chris kept his grip around my throat and did his best to slam as hard as he could in me. His speed was much slower and the look on his face was full of almost hatred. Each thrust wasn’t for just his satisfaction anymore, it was designed to make me feel every inch of him. I loved every second of it! “Fuck YES! YES! That’s more like it puddin’!” I moaned, rubbing my clit with my hand. Chris’ mouth had voluntarily switched his attention to my left foot, sucking on my toes as his thrusts continued at its high intensity. “I’m going to fucking cum in you!” Chris yelled, holding tightly to both my legs. “Ahhh Fuckkk!” he moaned. I could feel his hot jizz rushing into my pussy, filling it up nicely. But, even though he had gotten off, I hadn’t yet. And unlike usual where I would be fine with it, there was no way I was tonight. Sometime during all our fucking, the ribbon from my left ponytail had become unattached, and ...