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I'm one of the finest paid and most popular male escorts on the planet. I live mainly in hotels. And in my private gym in my London penthouse.
My clients are the really abundant and popular: leading designs, professional athletes, singers, actresses, and even royals. All loaded with cash. In my line of duty loan is not an aspect; I get extremely well paid and always what I ask for. That's one of the advantages when you're in a league of your own.
The cost I need to pay is living a hush hush life of secrecy and ensuring I'm in no way connected with my customers. And I'm constantly tested and under analysis of a doctor who works for MI5. This offers me clearance with even the most delicate contacts, like the princesses of Britain and Monaco.
I do everything my clients want me to do, I know no limits considering sex. All my clients are at least 18 years old, and I work strictly without prophylactics. Cash shots are of no interest to my customers, and the interactions are never tape-recorded.
I'm sometimes even utilized for reproducing, which the result I'm having offspring that are likewise kids of the famous. I'm specifically utilized for this purpose by lesbians.
I'm not an escort who white wines and dines the women, I'm strictly there for the sex. I can go on uninterrupted for a long time and just come on commando, just like the best male porn stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either already in the hotel suite of my client when she gets here, or I'm accompanied in by her security detail. When she completed her lecture at the Ziggo Dome she was ushered to my Prinsengracht loft instead of her hotel suite.
Considering that she had delivered her last lecture of the series she needed some interruption to unwind. With Barak not at hand my discrete services were a hassle-free alternative. Before I sent out the mature MILF back to her hotel some 2 hours later on I fucked Michelle deep and hard and left my hallmark keepsake at the threshold of her womb. I remember my first project like it was yesterday. At the time I survived on Barbados. I existed on a holiday, enjoying the sun, surf and sand, and life in general, specifically the girls on the beach in skimpy swimsuits. I had actually recently made a small fortune from selling my ICT start-up. I might live my life without additional income for quiet a long time, so I chose to stay there.
One day a guy approached me at the bar. Suit, friendly, quiet handsome. He said he had actually seen my longing for the women, the way I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had actually observed the women' desire for me. I hadn't. He explained to me they did. He informed me there was something that made the ladies desire me, physically. They desired to have sex with me. Was it my body, I asked him. That could be part of it, he said, however not always so. Undoubtedly ladies are more drawn in to good-looking men, however that's inadequate for them to desire to have sex. Truly wishing to have sex, beyond a fleeting musing. Like a burning desire that has to be extinguished. He made certain I had that destination.
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