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Alessio

I'm sitting naked on the balcony outside my room, stargazing while I smoke a Cuban cigar.

The starry sky is perfect for sailing on a long voyage like the sea captains did in the past to unknown lands.

I used to be obsessed with the sea.

Now I'm obsessed with a woman, and I don't want to stop being obsessed, even if I know the crash will be mightier than the burn if I fall.

I take a long drag on my cigar and savor the memory of how Camille gave herself to me.

She became mine officially the moment my cock sliced through her maidenhead and her virgin blood coated my length.

The feeling that came with knowing I was the first man to have her was euphoric but more than anything, knowing she chose me and not Richard was something else I don't know how to describe.

Camille might have loved him first, but she gave her body to me and told me she wanted me.

I had her all night. Over and over again. We went from the bed to the hot tub, to the shower, and back to the bed again, where she p