I was full of anticipation. What had happened the night before was the prelude of what could come later. It started innocently enough. We kissed in the hill overlooking the city, we went back to the house holding hands, like teenagers. We decided to watch a movie, Margot was out with friends.

We put the VHS in the player. We picked Dracula, the Coppola version. We couldn't get past the beginning, we were too horny.

In an almost undexpected way I found myself laying on my back while she was on top of me. My hands were taking her clothes off. When she was totally naked my fingers visited all of her body, inch by inch, while we kissed in that French style of hers.

Then it happened.. I grabbed her legs, spread them apart and went inside, she was wet, the penetration was smooth, I wanted to scream in pleasure and it was just the beginning.

Now Camille was hanging almost naked in front of me, I was beating her breasts, belly, her tight legs and all the time I just wanted to be inside her.