<br/>If her mouth hadn’t been full Jazz would have smiled as she heard, even felt the pleasure in her husband’s reactions.  Even though she got a little nervous by the sound of the engine speeding up, he held her there and she had to trust him that he could handle it.<br/><br/>She had remembered what he liked, but she did have a habit of drawing out the process, she liked it when he was nearly desperate for release before she really went to town.<br/><br/>But Jazz didn‘t want to chance things for the weekend, didn‘t want to upset or embarrass him.  It would seem he didn’t want that today he wanted results.<br/><br/>Her slender fingers moved from about his, now rock hard, cock, soon replaced by her mouth.  With her lips she increased the pressure and began the up and down motion.  Her throat tilted to allow him deep inside.<br/><br/>Fingers went in search of a place she had read about recently.  In an effort to continuously please him, especially after finding his turn-ons were not as tame and vanilla as hers had always been.  She was trying to improve.  Jazz hoped to learn more of what he liked to continue to give pleasure to him.  With the baby and other changes she was nervous of keeping his attention for the long run.<br/><br/>Jazz rolled his balls around as she pumped her mouth around his shaft.  One slender finger found the Perineum. The tip of her finger traced the ridged area of skin between the testicles and the anus.  She kept the movements slower than those she was performing with her mouth and tongue.  Jazz was waiting for the tee-tale signs from him when she taste him, such his cum down her throat, knowing she’d satisfied her man.<br/>