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About Me

Hi! My name is Ced. I am never married christian mixed man without kids from United States, Florida, Mary Esther. Now I'm looking for new relationships. I want to meet a woman, love of my life.

PERSONAL INFORMATION

  • Looking for

    woman

  • Relationship

    Never married

  • Have kids

    No

  • Wants kids

    Someday

  • Ethnicity

    Mixed

  • Faith

    Christian

  • Body type

    Athletic

  • Height

    6'5"

  • Smoke

    Yes, socially

  • Drink

    Yes, socially

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