I still think about you, my first. I still think about how good you made me feel. How no one since you has been able to make me feel how YOU made me feel. No one has been as big either. I think I regret not sleeping with you that one time you paid for me to come up and stay with you. I wanted to so badly too. Now, I’d love to give myself over to you again. To feel that passion. To feel you. I gave a LOT of my self to you. I guess your first always does get a special part of you. We both know a relationship wouldn’t have worked out, but what we had worked for us both. You turned me on and made me feel sexy and hot and horny. You made me wet, you made me cry out, you made me talk dirty, and you made me experience earth shattering orgasms. Thank you.