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I'm one of the very best paid and most sought-after male escorts on the planet. I live primarily in hotels. And in my private fitness center in my London penthouse.
My clients are the extremely abundant and well-known: top designs, athletes, vocalists, starlets, and even royals. All packed with cash. In my line of duty loan is not a factor; I get extremely well paid and always what I request for. That's one of the opportunities when you're in a league of your own.
The price I have to pay is living a hush hush life of secrecy and ensuring I'm in no other way related to my clientele. And I'm continuously evaluated and under examination of a doctor who works for MI5. This provides me clearance with even the most delicate contacts, like the princesses of Britain and Monaco.
I do whatever my clients desire me to do, I know no limitations thinking about sex. All my clients are at least 18 years old, and I work strictly without prophylactics. Money shots are of no interest to my clients, and the interactions are never recorded.
I'm often even utilized for reproducing, which the result I'm having offspring that are likewise kids of the well-known. I'm specifically utilized for this purpose by lesbians.
I'm not an escort who white wines and dines the ladies, I'm strictly there for the sex. I can go on uninterrupted for a long time and only come on task force, just like the best male porn stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either currently in the hotel suite of my customer when she gets here, or I'm escorted in by her security detail. When she finished her lecture at the Ziggo Dome she was ushered to my Prinsengracht loft rather of her hotel suite.
Because she had delivered her last lecture of the series she needed some distraction to unwind. With Barak not at hand my discrete services were a practical option. Before I sent the fully grown MILF back to her hotel some two hours later on I fucked Michelle deep and difficult and left my hallmark keepsake at the limit of her womb. I remember my very first assignment like it was the other day. At the time I survived on Barbados. I was there on a holiday, enjoying the sun, browse and sand, and life in basic, especially the ladies on the beach in skimpy swimwears. I had actually recently made a little fortune from offering my ICT start-up. I might live my life without additional income for quiet some time, so I decided to stay there.
One day a male approached me at the bar. Fit, friendly, quiet good-looking. He said he had actually discovered my longing for the women, the method I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had noticed the women' desire for me. I hadn't. He discussed to me they did. He told me there was something that made the ladies want me, physically. They wished to have sex with me. Was it my body, I asked him. That might be part of it, he said, however not always so. Surely women are more drawn in to good-looking men, but that's inadequate for them to wish to make love. Really wishing to have sex, beyond a short lived daydream. Like a burning desire that needs to be snuffed out. He made certain I had that destination.
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