"Hurry up and lie down," Max panted, "so I can pull those panties off. I feel the same way about your pussy! Then we can get on with the Special."

"Yes, darling. I can hardly wait."

Jackie pulled his shorts down and leaned back as he stepped out of them. Her eyes caressed his rigid prick with living care, roving up and down its massive length. Had she had a less innocent childhood, she would have known that her husband was an unusually well-endowed man; that his eight burly inches of prick were far more than many women even found in a lifetime of searching.

She lay back and lifted her rump so Max could pull the knotted panties down along her trim thighs, over her shapely knees and then off completely. She knew that he liked to gaze on her womanly well, so she drew her knees up and well apart, until her whole pussy lay open for his inspection.

"How does it look today, Doctor Benson?" she asked.

"Mmm. Looks rather undernourished to me," he said, adopting a professional tone. "Yes, that's an extremely hungry pussy, I believe."

"Heavens! What do you prescribe?"

"I have an injection, reserved for very special customers, that might be just what you need," he murmured. "Perhaps we should try that, and see if there's improvement in its condition."

"Whatever you say," she sighed. "I'm completely at your disposal!"

Max crawled up between her thighs, laughing at the private joke.

Jackie welcomed him with a hot, wet kiss, then reached down to guide his prick into place. "Are you really ready?" she asked. "Will you shoot as soon as you get it in?"

"Of course I will," he assured her. "You know what to do."

Jackie made sure the head of his prick lay squarely between the juicy, heated lips of her pussy, pointed into the yearning mouth of her cunt, and then set her feet flat on the bed, her heels almost touching her firm hips. She seized his flanks with her hands, took a deep breath, and nodded expectantly.