1. 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

    Don’t mind mommy” I whispered. Chris nodded his head, keeping his focus on the screen ahead as I slowly unzipped his pants. I only had to give it a few pumps before it was hard enough for my liking, or I should say, my mouth’s liking. With everyone else so in captivated by the movie as well, I felt completely fine removing the armrest between us and dropping my head down. I made sure to be slow, taking my time and not alarming Chris. The last thing I needed was a sudden moan out of him that drew everyone’s eyes on us! I started by just kissing his head, licking off the pre-cum that oozed out. When that was done, I moved down the shaft, licking the entire length like a popsicle. Chris was doing his best to ignore my actions but after a few minutes, I felt his palm on the back of my head, gently guiding me. He wasn’t really using any force, just letting me know he enjoyed it. I had been trying to keep the blowjob noises to a minimum, but it was so hard to do so. Every slurp and popping noise from my mouth, only cheered me on, telling me to be even louder! And as I continued to tease Chris with more tongue, he began moaning too, gently pushing down my head. The slow and sensual licking gradually turned into sucking, which in turn became me bobbing up and down Chris’ cock. It was still much gentler than the usual throat-fucking, but every time the head of his cock hit my throat, Chris responded by moaning even louder. Just as I felt he was close, Chris brought me back up, ...
    kissing me hard on the mouth. His forwardness definitely caught me a little off guard but who was I to argue! It felt only hotter knowing that anyone could see us kissing! “What happened to the movie?” I teased. “You did” he chuckled, trying to catch his breath. I slammed my mouth back on his lips before he could say anything else, almost afraid that he would suggest stopping. But it was just in my head, as I felt Chris rotating in his seat so that he could face me more, his hand feeling up my thigh. “I wish you weren’t wearing jeans mom” he chuckled. “Sorry, honey!” I pouted. “Here, let mommy make it up!” I pushed him back against his seat and dove back down, this time engulfing his entire cock in my mouth. Chris was ready for it, biting down on his winter jacket to prevent himself from screaming. I, on the other hand, began deepthroating, completely disregarding the fact that we were in public. And unlike the first time I blew Chris in a movie theatre, he had little care this time around for the presence of others as well. He kept one hand on my head, pushing me deeper on his cock while the other one was digging down the back of my jeans. His hands felt even more frustrated than before, unable to reach my asshole through the clinginess of my skinny jeans. “Fuck!” he exclaimed, pulling me up. “Let’s go, mom. I need to fuck you!” He panted, laughing at his own statement. “You sure honey? You seemed awfully excited to see this movie” I teased. “I can watch it again any other time!” ...
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