I know that you are long gone, but hardly a day goes by that I don't think of you. I was a younger man than you but you were experienced and masterful. You were my first. You awoke feelings in me that I didn't know were there and after all these years, they feelings are like a fever. Although, there have only been a couple of others, my mind still drifts to that first time, penetrating pleasure. I'm sorry that you are gone.
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