I asked Roshni, “ Didi, if you don’t mind could you get me a glass of water please? “ she smiled and said she will get it . as soon as she left ...the room Piyush mixed a couple of pills into her cup of tea. She came back with the glass of water and gave it to me.We all sat and drank tea and she did not suspect anything and drank it up. There was a radio in the room and we asked Roshni to switch it on. We sat and worked on the model for some time. Then ‘Sheela ki Jawaani’ song started playing on. Over him! Wow! The thought warmed his heart. Maybe they'd actually had a real knock-down drag-out. Clara would never include that in a story for class. A real catfight? Over him? Cool! "Neat way to let me know; write about it for class!" Peter said. His mind began to focus, to get down to business. Like Heidi, Clara wouldn't have bothered unless she was interested in him, so he knew he was halfway home. Now he just needed to say what she wanted to hear. Reel her in. "Wow! It was hot. You were. I decided not to share this vocally with anyone because, to be honest, I was afraid of judgment. Maybe even ridicule or being suspected of being gay.When I finally built up the courage to try this, I didn't say a word to my then wife. We were about to make love and I went through the normal foreplay with her and then mounted her missionary. I was able to maintain an erection much better and actually lasted about 15 minutes before I couldn't stand it anymore and came in her pussy."Well, it's now. .. yesssss... fuck me hard baby". I fucked her hard from the get go, pounding into her wet pussy and every time our thighs come in contact it make the wet slapping noise from all her pussy juice. As I was fucking her and in between her moaning she turn around and said "I am going to drain you dry this weekend and I want you to fuck pussy, mouth and ass hard this weekend...". A few more minutes of hard fucking she scream that she is cumming again and asked me not to stop fucking her, with one.