Snake watched his finger disappear inside of Tracey as he slowly fucked her with it. He gazed, hypnotized by the awe of Tracey's soggy fruit as he fin...ered her for several minutes. Tracey moaned and bucked her legs. Snake licked Tracey's hard nipples and sucked them into his mouth. Then his tongue moved down her stomach. He licked her in a continuous stream all the way down to her pussy. Then he spread her farther open and sucked her clitoris into his mouth. Snake didn't care that one of his. Brandon squeezed her large breasts tightly, supporting them with his palms while digging his fingers into the firm, yet supple flesh. He grunted softly as he felt her tight, slick hole slowly opening to take his shaft. ‘Mmmmm, baby….sooo hot…..go slowly….uhhhh fuck.’ Mandy gasped with each inch as his cock seared into her body. Her hands clasped onto Brandon’s forearms as she sank lower and lower onto his rock-hard cock until he was finally buried deep inside her. She stopped moving and closed. I obliged. The same year I too left the school to pursue my Ph.D. abroad.She wrote to me on and off with her issues, like many of my clients, and I helped. In college, she met a guy she finally liked, and first, her emails became less frequent then stopped. It was a good sign. I was happy for her.I moved on with my life until this fateful July day in rainy Mumbai. The rain came out of nowhere in the morning as I walked back from the gym. I took shelter under a closed shop’s roof. Just a few. This is about something a tad more personal. No matter how much I try, I can only last seven minutes. So why the title? Do the math: seven minutes, each with sixty seconds. 420.At first I thought I was normal. I mean... seven minutes of sex is nothing to sneeze at. It wasn't like I shot off the instant I got hard. I got the idea to time myself from listening to my friends talk about how long they banged this chic or that broad. Seven minutes and I was proud of every second. At first.For those.