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Yes, he was skinny, and looked very pale, but when he approached me at the bar and asked if he could buy me a drink, I like him. When he told the bartender to give me as many as I’d like, on him, I liked him even more. When stood behind me, leaned in, and told me that I wouldn’t have to worry about anything that night, I felt a chill run down my spine. I was hooked. He pressed his cock on my ass and stayed like that, drinking and talking with me. It got harder and harder, and I got hornier and hornier. An hour later I couldn’t take it anymore. We walked to a VIP area, he handed over some cash, and a door opened. “You lovely bitch.” he whispered, grabbing my hips. I melted and told him that I would do anything. He took out a little coke and placed it between his thumb and index finger. One big sniff later I was in heaven. I took my dress off and he slid down my panties. “Suck it, gorgeous.” Oh god, yes. I blew him right then and there, with just my heels on. I could only think of one thing: “I am a fag, and I love it.


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