Especially when you want a quickie. When the only thing you want to do is get in, get yours and get out, seven minutes is an eternity. Other than that... there's nothing good about seven minutes of hot sex, other than the sex itself. I try to make those seven minutes the best any woman can get from a guy. From what I've been told, I do a good job on that front. Let me tell you about the first woman to know about my situation. Hold on to your hats, people. This one will be a ride you won't. I had off that following day. So did Mal! I woke her up and made her breakfast which she scarfed down . “Hungry huh?” I laughed “Oh my god babe I was starving thank you so much” as she patted her bellyI laughed and thought to myself I had married the most beautiful woman in the world. Where we moved from everyone thought she was fat and had no problems making fun of her. But no that we are living around more black people it seems like no one is really making fun of her. I loved that. We spoke. “Because I can.” She giggled as she started to undo his belt.“I’m not saying I’m not flattered, but I have a girlfriend and I don’t think she would like this very much.” She continued to fondle him, realizing that his cock was now hard as a rock.“She might not like it but I can tell that you sure do.” He was nervous as she began to unzip his pants. “What’s the matter, she not giving you everything you want?”He looked around nervously. “Well, I guess she doesn’t…no, no I’m completely happy.” She. He was a bit disappointed that his wife rarely touched him anymore, but he had no complaints with this replacement."Well, if she won't take care of you..." Molly bit her lip in concentration while continuing to stroke her professor's cock, concentrating for a moment on the tip. He groaned again, and produced more precum for her to lap up with her soft tongue. "Tell me, Mr. Fuller... Does your wife ever suck your balls?" Molly dipped her head down and, keeping one hand pumping up and down on his.