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Just looking to see if anyone wants to start a group or has an existing group in Phoenix Arizona. 

I'm a total bottom I would love to find a group to have fun with. 

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I’m in. But I usually bottom too. Not saying I wouldn’t top, just haven’t in a long time.! Prefer 25 year otters when topping. Hit me up with details via text 3125729236

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20 hours ago, cumdumpinmesa87 said:

I’m in. But I usually bottom too. Not saying I wouldn’t top, just haven’t in a long time.! Prefer 25 year otters when topping. Hit me up with details via text 3125729236

Add this kik and we can talk more and find tops and bottoms to use azcumdump91

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On 1/10/2019 at 8:47 PM, Lockedfagg91 said:

Just looking to see if anyone wants to start a group or has an existing group in Phoenix Arizona. 

I'm a total bottom I would love to find a group to have fun with. 

There is a Facebook group that gets together almost every month.  They have some fun guys that attend.  Hit me up if interested and I can pass along some info. 

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20 hours ago, nethingtwice said:

There is a Facebook group that gets together almost every month.  They have some fun guys that attend.  Hit me up if interested and I can pass along some info. 

I don't have a facebook but share any info you can that would be great. 

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On 1/13/2019 at 1:21 PM, Azcumdump91 said:

Add this kik and we can talk more and find tops and bottoms to use azcumdump91

I added you on Kik and it’s been crickets :(

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Are there any groups or guys that ever meet on other than Saturday nights??  That is only time I cannot do anything but seems to be the ONLY day/time anything happens.. Passionate TOP here...

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18 hours ago, Passionatetophx said:

Are there any groups or guys that ever meet on other than Saturday nights??  That is only time I cannot do anything but seems to be the ONLY day/time anything happens.. Passionate TOP here...

I would love to set something like that hope.i lost my ability to host, but I can help coordinate things I have some contacts. Also I would love to bottom. It's been too long 

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