This, then, was the Special, and they both intended to make the most of it on that special evening. Jackie's mouth encircled her husband's rigid prick, bearing down along the shaft until the broad, soft head nudged the top of her throat. She flung her head about gently, rubbing her mouth over it in a loving way, and inhaled the heady aroma exuded by his wet loins. The slightly salty taste of the bedewed organ set her lovebud to throbbing gently, a throb that mounted to frantic ecstasy when Max's lips began to nibble delicately at the tender cone.

"Careful," she warned him. "I'd just love to come right now, but I'd rather put it off for a while."

"Oh? You must be really worked up," he murmured, easing off his attack. "What an incredibly beautiful pussy you have, my dear!"

"I missed getting a post-breakfast fuck this morning," she reminded him. "Remember? We overslept, and barely got you off to work as it was."

"So we did. But why did we oversleep? Surely it wasn't because we spent so much time in bed last night!"

"Oh, Max, that was so good! Do you know, I got to counting up this morning, and I could distinctly remember coming six separate times! You were just incredible, my darling stallion! That's why I'm so on edge now; all I've done all day is think about how well you fucked me last night."

"It was nothing," he said modestly. "The way you fuck demands a rousing performance in return. I could hardly have done less, no matter what."

"Mmm, that's good," Jackie purred, twisting her head to get a look at their reflection in the mirror. "I like it especially when you suck my whole pussy into your mouth and then chew on the lips like that!"