Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 3 - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 3

... innocently. Doing as I said, Chris took his fingers and scooped up some of his cum from my ass and brought it to my mouth. I sucked it off cleanly, making sure to twirl my tongue around each finger. “Is there more honey? Mommy didn’t eat much for breakfast” I teased further. For the next minute, Chris made another two or three trips until he had cleaned it all off. We were so lost in the act that my husband could’ve been watching the whole thing and neither one of us would’ve known. “Mom, that was so hot! You look so sexy eating my cum!” he said, pulling my pajamas back up. “You like it when mommy eats your cum?!” I exclaimed. Chris’ face lighted up from my words. But before he could respond, the house phone rang, snapping us both back into the kitchen. We separated ourselves just as my husband got up from the seat to answer the phone. Once he got off the phone, Chris and I began to put our plan into action. “Hey mom, would you be able to drop me off at my friend’s place?” he said, loud enough to attract his dad’s attention. “What time are you planning on going?” “Probably after lunch” he said nonchalantly. “Oh that’s great timing! I’m going to the spa, I’ll just drop you off on the way.” “Okay, that sounds good then, mom!” “What time do you think you’re gonna come back?” my husband interjected, listening to our exchange. “Uhh I don’t know yet, but probably before dinner.” “Dear, will you be able to pick him up after your spa?” my husband asked. “I should be able to.” ...

... “Okay. Well, it looks like it’s just you and me this afternoon” my husband said, smiling over at my daughter. Lunchtime couldn’t have come any slower; minutes felt like hours. And when we did sit down to eat, Chris and I both finished much faster than usual, both dying to get out the house. We both glanced at each other, understanding the mutual frustration the other one felt. Finally, not being able to hold it any longer, I stood up and started to head for my purse. “I think I’m going to go a bit early dear, they might be busy on a Saturday” I lied. “Chris, is it okay if I drop you off early?” Chris raced to stand up, almost tripping over his chair. “No, no. We can leave now!” he said, almost too excitedly. “Uh…okay. Enjoy your spa day dear! Have fun with your friends Chris” my husband shouted, as we left for the garage. “Oh mom, I’m so hard right now!” he said, kissing me before we even got in the car. I went to hug him and felt his cock on my leg, fighting to be free of his pants. “I know honey! I know! Let’s just drive out and find somewhere to park, then mommy will take care of it, okay?!” For the first time, he actually protested. “Mom, it’ll take forever to find a safe place to park! I’m really close anyways, could you jack me off here?!” he pleaded. How could I say no when my son needed me! I checked to see that the door from the garage into the house was closed. “Ok honey! Lean against the car!” Before I even had the words out, Chris was already unbuckling his jeans. I ...