Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 2 - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 2

... still kissing him back. “I can’t wait any longer, mom! I kept thinking about you during the movie!” he said, kissing my neck. “I missed you too honey! But we should drive away first!” I said, pushing him back to his seat. Chris got the message and waited patiently while I pulled away from his friend’s driveway. “Where should we park?” “Can’t we just stay in the garage for a bit?” “hmm. I think your father might look for us if we park in the garage without coming in.” “What about the parking lot at Jessie’s school. It should be empty by now.” “Yeah, that might work!” I said, starting to drive towards it. When we pulled into the parking lot, both of us were ecstatic to see that it was empty. I parked the car at the far end of the lot, underneath a tree, giving us as much privacy as I could find. “Let’s move to the backseat!” Chris quickly agreed and we hastily climbed into the passenger seat. After he sat down, I immediately sat on his lap facing him, straddling his cock. Chris’ hands found their familiar spot on my ass, but wasn’t able to get a good handful because I had jeans on. So to help him, I took his hands and guided them inside my jeans, so that he could get a better feel. “I like your underwear mom!” he said, feeling out the material with his fingers. “Yeah?! I think I might have a few more pairs you might like even more!” “Mom…could you unbutton your pants too, I still can’t get a good feel!” he said. “how about you do it for me!” Chris happily obliged and ...

... unbuttoned my jeans. I stood up; getting off of him long enough so that he could slide them off completely. Right when his hand went back to my ass, my phone rang. I angrily dug it out of my pocket, seeing it was my husband. “It’s your dad” I said to Chris. I answered the phone, but was so angry at him for interrupting us that instead of stopping, I mouthed to Chris “keep going” with a smile. Chris grinned and pulled me back onto his lap and returned his hand to my ass, only now he was groping it with nothing in between. I moaned from his touch and kissed him hard on the lips. My phone was still by my ear but mouth was way too busy exploring Chris’ to respond in a normal fashion. “We’ll be back soon dear” I said to my husband, while swapping spit with his son. “There’s just something Chris and I need to take care of first!” “I thought he would never hang up!” I said, tossing my cell phone to the floor of the car. “We better hurry!” “Mom, I don’t think there’s enough room in here for us to –“ “Maybe not with my ass, but I think there’s something else I can do to get you off!” I said, reaching down to touch my son’s erection. “Really, mom?!” he exclaimed. “Well if you don’t get off now, what were you going to do once you got home?” I asked sarcastically. Chris looked at me and nodded, “I guess you have a point!” “Of course I do. Besides, you wouldn’t want your father to see you walking around with that thing! Now, get your pants off, boxers too!” I said impatiently. I got off Chris to ...