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I'm one of the best paid and most in-demand male escorts in the world. I live generally in hotels. And in my private health club in my London penthouse.
In my line of responsibility money is not an aspect; I get extremely well paid and always what I ask for. That's one of the opportunities when you're in a league of your own.
The price I need to pay is living a hush hush life of secrecy and making sure I'm in no way connected with my clients. And I'm continuously checked 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 want me to do, I know no limits considering sex. All my customers are at least 18 years old, and I work strictly without prophylactics. Money shots are of no interest to my customers, and the interactions are never tape-recorded.
Otherwise I'm into anything. I'm in some cases even used for reproducing, which the outcome I'm having offspring that are also children of the well-known. I'm especially used for this purpose by lesbians. A pussy is a pussy, so to me it's all the same.
I'm not an escort who wines and dines the girls, I'm strictly there for the sex. I can go on undisturbed for a long time and just come on task force, simply like the best male pornography 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 interruption to loosen up. With Barak not at hand my discrete services were a hassle-free alternative. Prior to I sent the fully grown MILF back to her hotel some two hours later I fucked Michelle deep and tough and left my trademark keepsake at the threshold of her womb. I remember my very first task like it was the other day. At the time I resided on Barbados. I was there on a holiday, enjoying the sun, surf and sand, and life in basic, especially the women on the beach in skimpy swimwears. I had actually recently made a little fortune from selling my ICT start-up. I might live my life without further earnings for quiet some time, so I decided to remain there.
One day a man approached me at the bar. Match, friendly, quiet handsome. He stated he had actually seen my yearning for the girls, the way I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had seen the ladies' desire for me. I had not. He described to me they did. He told me there was something that made the women 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 necessarily so. Definitely ladies are more attracted to handsome men, but that's not enough for them to want to make love. Actually desiring to have sex, beyond a short lived musing. Like a burning desire that has to be extinguished. He was sure I had that destination.
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