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

Date: 2/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Asian, Cuckold, Foot or shoe fetish, Male / Older Female, Water Sports/Pissing, Wife, Young, Author: KG210502, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

boy!” I teased. “Yes! Mom, please!” I teased him for a more seconds, refusing to budge until the look in his eyes was too much. Using my flexibility, I leaned forward and clamped my lips around the head of his cock, all the while my feet were still pleasuring his shaft. “Ohhh! God!! I love that you can do that mom!” I was just about to respond when there was a loud thud from the front door. “Sorry I’m late dear” my husband shouted from the foyer. I didn’t respond, knowing we had probably another minute at best before he would come upstairs to look for us. So not wasting anytime, I began sucking harder, bobbing up and down the head. “Mom, sto- Auuggh!!!” The slow acceptance of his moan made me giggle as I removed my mouth from his cock. And as soon as I did, Chris moved my soles right on top of his cock, blasting it with his jizz. “Augghh Fuck!” he panted. “Dear? Where are you?” “Get your pants on honey!” I exclaimed moving my feet so he could get up. “Upstairs dear” I yelled. Chris looked at me in both shock and terror, not believing what had just come out of my mouth. “Hurry!” I edged on, snapping him out of it. “Sit down by mommy and continue giving me a massage!” I exclaimed. He had a few seconds to spread the cum on my soles all across my feet, right before Charles walked in, his eyes immediately looking at what Chris was doing. “Late day at the office?” I asked, ignoring where my husband was looking. “Oooh! That’s feels so good honey!” I moaned, making sure I sounded ... sexual. “Dear?” I asked again, focusing his attention back on me. “Uhh…yeah. Just a meeting ran late” he answered, trying his best to not look. “Uhm…what’s…” he said, pointing at Chris. “Oh I went to nail salon and got a pedicure. And while I was there they offered a free bottle of massage oil to try out” I lied. “Chris’ been doing a fantastic job” I smiled, playfully tapping his nose with my foot. Chris had no idea how to react, just keeping his head down and letting me do all the talking. The confused look on Charles’ face was exactly what I wanted to see when I asked for Chris to give me a foot massage in the first place. The only difference was I had intended on actually using the massage oil and not Chris’ own cum for lubrication! “Is it a problem, dear?” I asked, almost challenging him with the tone of my voice. “No…it’s just…” he paused, looking at the position of my feet. While Chris held one delicately in one hand, the other foot was on his lap, inches away from his cock. But even with Charles’ little hint, I feigned ignorance, choosing to not acknowledge his statement. “just what?” I asked, moving my foot even closer. My mind was telling me that I had overstepped a boundary, that I had gone too far. And in reality, I probably did. But I was so angry at him for being late and jeopardizing my night out with Chris that I didn’t care. “Is...is that Chris’ shirt?” “Oh” I smiled, actually forgetting myself. “I just grabbed one after my workout. I was a little warm and it ...