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This brought back many fond memories. When I lived in DC, I frequented a gay bar and i would allow men to pick my up. I loved different men running their hands over my heavy chest and squeezing my nipples. I always met a man I liked and would allow him to take me back to his hotel to fuck my mouth or ass, whichever they wanted. Often, I entertained two or three men per night. I never charged. I just loved to be fucked. I would also walk around downtown DC and start conversations with other en, especially sailors. If I thought they were agreeable, I'd take them to a wooded area and give them a blow job or lean against a tree while they fucked me.

Wish That would happen to me,