Her sons take turns with her face

As she knelt there, using her desk to keep herself propped up, Emi stared up at her sons as they began stroking themselves and looking down at her. She continued to give them the wicked smile, she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled her small breasts out of her bra. Holding her clothes out of the way, she offered her face, chest, and neck to her boys.

"Mother," Akira moaned as he stroked himself.

"Cum for me, baby," Emi replied. "Make me yours."

"I'll cum on you, slut," Ichiro said.

"Paint me," Emi commanded. "Cover me with that load."

Positing herself between her sons, she looked between. To Akira, she gave him the demure look of an owned woman, but when she looked at Ichiro, she licked her lips and opened her mouth. Both of them shuttered, reacting to her look with excitement, and they began stroking themselves quickly. She watched as they both pumped their cocks for her, their testicles bouncing as they both rapidly worked their shafts. Their sacks looked heavy, and she wanted nothing else than to free them for all that built up semen they both clearly had.

Emi felt Ichiro's hand reach under her chin and he snapped her face up to his quickly. She was surprised but she locked eyes with him.

"Don't you dare look away, slut," Ichiro said.

Emi gave her youngest son an apologetic look and kept her eyes on him as he continued to stroke himself. She watched as his focus fell to her tits, the same that he'd sucked on as a baby, and widened in excitement. She felt sexy as he looked at her, clearly turned on by her body. She hadn't felt this desired in years, and it caused an unexplainable feeling to rush through her.

"Mother," Akira said.

Turning toward her oldest, she was caught off guard as Akira grabbed her head with both of his hands and shoved his cock into her mouth. This time, she did feel some resistance in the back of her throat, but he **** his cock right passed it. Holding her head, he pulsed his hips, drawing his cock forward and backwards in her throat, taking care to keep his tip from ever truly exiting back into her mouth. She let her neck and shoulders go limp as he used her throat like a pussy, fucking her esophagus as deeply as he could.

Working with her son, she gulped each time the head of his cock got near the back of her throat so that he could feel it tighten on the ridge of his cockhead. The wet sounds of her lewd actions filled the room and she felt saliva running down her chin. She knew that this memory would be stuck in his mind no matter what happened in the future and he would want it again. His mind would always remember the moment his mother had shoved him deep into her throat.

Finally releasing her head so she could take in some air, she gave him a smile just before Ichiro grabbed her face again and turned her toward him. She had the briefest moment to inhale before his cock was ramming itself into her throat.

"My turn," Ichiro said, his voice dominant.

Emi reached up to stroke Akira as Ichiro grabbed her head. Unlike his brother, Ichiro let his cock pass through her throat and back into her mouth. In his case, she timed her gulps to create a resistance, forcing him to push past it each time he delved into her throat. She knew he liked the idea that he was forcing himself into her throat each time, and his excited groans indicated that she was right.

"Fuck," Ichiro moaned loudly.

She felt his balls tightening against her chin and Akira's cock hardened in her hands. She knew that if things didn't change soon, both of her boys would be finishing soon.