Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 2: Part 3 - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 2: Part 3

... son and me” I said, taking my sunglasses off to stare right into her eyes. She was left speechless, just waving her hand for us to enter. “Mom!” Chris exclaimed, his face red from embarrassment. “What?! What’s she gonna do” I giggled. “So did those boys react?” “They were practically jumping out of their seats!” he chuckled. I smiled, glad that he was willing to be a little more risky now! Splash Mountain was thrilling, and by the time we were at the bottom, both of us were very wet, especially me. I could feel my grey shorts clinging to my legs and ass. “Mommy has to change, come with me!” I giggled, grabbing him towards the small changing stall that the ride provided at the exit. I had already come prepared with an extra pair of clothe in my purse, knowing that there would be some wet rides. “Mom, it’s only for one person!” Chris exclaimed, looking around at all the surrounding people. I didn’t care, laughing as I pulled him inside. ‘Mom, we can’t fuck in here. It’s too-“ “Mommy didn’t have that in mind!” I grinned, pushing him down on his knees. I jammed his face into my pussy, waiting for my piss to exit. I had been holding it for half an hour, ever since I told my sister to leave. And now, when I released it, it came gushing out of my pussy, soaking through my shorts and into his mouth. “AUuuughhh!” I moaned loudly, relieving myself on Chris’ face. He was hungrily sucking the moisture off my shorts, pulling my ass into his face. “Yes! Clean mommy up!” I laughed, ...

... letting myself go completely. I thrusted my pussy into him, pushing Chris until he hit the wall of the stall, causing a big thud. Even when I finished peeing, I held Chris’ face on my pussy, making sure he sucked off enough of my piss so that my shorts were only damp instead of dripping wet. “Do you like how mommy tastes?!” I teased, taking them off. “Mhmm!” Chris answered, nodding. “Show me! Open your mouth!” I said, staring at him. “That’s it honey! Make mommy proud!” I gasped shoving my piss-soaked shorts into his mouth. “Anyone in there?!” A man asked, knocking on the stall door. “Just one minute, almost done!” I said, keeping my eyes on Chris. “You’ll have to clean mommy’s feet later than!” I giggled, putting on my clean shorts. I helped Chris quickly get back on his feet and took the wet shorts back, happy that he had done a good job. “It’s almost 6 honey. It looks like we have to go meet back with everyone else” I said, pouting my lips. “I wish it lasted longer too!” he answered, hugging me as we walked. We held each other romantically, making our way to the entrance to meet everyone else. “So, do we get dinner here and stay longer. Or do we head back to the hotel?” my father in law asked. I was already tired. After the long morning car ride and then an entire afternoon walking around, the thought of lying down on a bed was more than enticing. Luckily it seemed I wasn’t the only one with that thought as my mother and Rachel quickly recommended that we call it a day too. And ...