1. Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 2: Part 1


    Date: 12/6/2014, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Asian, Cum Swallowing, Exhibitionism, Foot or shoe fetish, Incest, Male / Older Female, Wife, Young, Author: KG210502, Rating: 89.4, Source: sexstories.com

    returned with my own mischievous smile. “Mom stop teasing me!” he chuckled with a hint of frustration. “What do you want mommy to do then?!” I giggled. “Deepthroat me mom!” he exclaimed, returning his hands to the back of my head. “You want to feel mommy’s throat?!” “Mhm. Yes please” he pleaded. I gave him another naughty smile before deciding that we were running low on time anyways, my husband was going to be back soon for us to leave. I shifted my eyes back to his cock and in one motion stuffed it all the way down my throat, causing Chris to moan loudly. I had so much experience with him that deepthroating came naturally to me now. I hardly ever gagged, even with Chris pushing my head down and thrusting his cock into me, I had no problem taking it all. I loved the feeling of my throat being filled and Chris knew he could be as rough as he wanted with my mouth. “Fuck mom!” he panted, shoving my mouth down to his base and holding it there before cumming down my throat. I licked his cock thoroughly with my tongue, making sure that it was clean of any left over jizz. “I’ll go look for your sandals. You should finish packing honey” I instructed, getting off his bed. “We’re leaving as soon as your dad gets here.” “Got it mom” he said, putting his pants back on. I scrounged around the linen closet for a second before finding the pair he was looking for. “Mom I’m all done!” my daughter exclaimed, running up to me. “Yeah? Can mommy take a look?” She nodded her head vehemently and ...
    took my hand, guiding me to her room. I had already packed her clothe for the trip and only asked that she clean her room up before leaving. Upon actually seeing it, I was pleasantly surprised that she did a passable job. Sure, the bottom drawer was overstuffed with her toys and her desk still a little messy, but overall, not bad. “Great job sweetie! And you have your little wallet?” I asked. I bought her one with some emergency cash and identification card inside; in the rare case she got separated from us. “Yup!” she exclaimed, opening up the small pocket of her backpack. “Good! Go watch TV until daddy comes home. He should be back in less than an hour!” I smiled, rubbing her hair. “Okay mom!” she answered, grabbing her backpack and running off downstairs. I watched her leave, but my eyes were distracted by the continuing snowfall that was still pouring down outside. It had been going on for the better part of the day. A white Christmas was probably the only thing that I was going to miss here for the next week and a half. “Honey, here they are. It looks like you were right” I said, handing Chris his sandals. “I’m sorry, mom. What…what was that? I was…I was right?!” he exclaimed sarcastically. “Don’t push your luck!” I shot back, slapping him playfully. “Can I get that in writing? So whenever you question my decisions in the future, I will remind you of the time… that I was right” he joked. I giggled loudly at his expression. “Yeah! The ONE time you were right!” I answered, ...
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