Ok, here's the deal,
It has been a long time since I last wrote here, I guess it's because I just can't seem to be finding enough time. This has been a very eventful Christmas break, unfortunately not as sexual as I would have hoped...one event though was worth noting...Now I was in my hotel room in Sâo Paulo a day before I was to go to St Moritz when I decided that I couldn't possibly live with myself if I didn't have a last day fuck, so I went down to the terrace for a light cruising. I sat at the poolside enjoying a nice dry martini when I see the hottest perfectly tan little tourist, naturally I couldn't let that opportunity just pass by without anything...

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So after some hardcore eye flirting I see that hunk walk towards me, swaggering in his steps, trying to act all cool, he had a cigarette in his mouth and asked me if I had a light. I smiled at him very suggestively and took his cigarette making sure I stroked his hand in the process. Instead of using my lighter, I just used my lit cigarette to light his puffing the smoke at his face and licking my lips slowly as I looked him in the eye. I then asked him if he would like a drink, he did and sat down near me. I knew I was only there for the hunt so I played the super cool mysterious game with him. He melted...

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So much for his cool swagger; soon enough he was jumpy like a fucking school girl, disappointing I must say. So after I had enough of the conversation I bluntly tell him, "listen enough flirting, come to my room and lets fuck" his tan could not hide the color he just flushed. So now we are in the elevator playing with each others tonsils on our way to the sixth floor. Some old men walked in on the third floor, we just ignored them and continued hydrating our palettes, it was hilarious! I never saw old--probably ex-military and republican voting--men so scared in my life, they actually pressed the fifth floor button and walked out!

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With great difficulty we managed to open my bedroom door, he did something shockingly pleasant! He took control and threw me on he bed, slowly he took of my pants and climbed on me, there we wrestled for a while, it was amazingly passionate! finally pinned to the bed by my wrists I gave in to him and he fucked till latter that night...by the end I was saying to myself that I most definitely needed some foundation to hide all the marks and bruises! We ended the night with a nice bottle of chilled Dom Perignon in the bathtub enjoying our cigarettes and alcohol, we had calmer sex latter before we fell asleep, I had to wake up at 4am so I wrote on his chest "gone to the slopes, it has been a pleasure...XXX"

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When I was taking my bags out he must have woken up, because he came to me and said "Where are you going" I answered smiling "The winds changed, its time to move to their direction" (Remembering Marry Poppins)--he then gave me the opportunity to do a fantasy I've had for a long, its saying a quote from casablanca, he asked me for my number so I said "I dont have my number memorized, its in the phone book tough" so he asks me for my name and I answer "Thats also in the phone book" so I walk away from him and he stays there just staring at me. I just smile to myself and put a cigarette in my mouth, not looking back once.