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I'm one of the finest paid and most in-demand male escorts worldwide. I live generally in hotels. And in my private health club in my London penthouse.
My customers are the very abundant and famous: top designs, athletes, vocalists, starlets, and even royals. All loaded with money. In my line of task loan is not a factor; I get effectively paid and constantly what I request. That's one of the privileges when you're in a league of your own.
The price I need to pay is living a hush hush life of secrecy and ensuring I'm in no other way associated with my customers. And I'm constantly checked and under analysis of a doctor who works for MI5. This provides me clearance with even the most sensitive contacts, like the princesses of Britain and Monaco.
I do whatever my clients desire me to do, I know no limits thinking about sex. All my customers are at least 18 years old, and I work strictly without prophylactics. Loan shots are of no interest to my customers, and the interactions are never tape-recorded.
I'm in some cases even utilized for breeding, which the outcome I'm having offspring that are also children of the famous. I'm specifically utilized for this function by lesbians.
I'm not an escort who wines and dines the girls, I'm strictly there for the sex. I can go on continuous for a long time and only come on commando, simply like the best male pornography stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either already in the hotel suite of my client when she gets here, or I'm escorted in by her security information. When she finished her lecture at the Ziggo Dome she was ushered to my Prinsengracht loft rather of her hotel suite.
Since she had delivered her last lecture of the series she needed some diversion to relax. With Barak not at hand my discrete services were a convenient option. Before I sent the fully grown MILF back to her hotel some 2 hours later I fucked Michelle deep and hard and left my hallmark memento at the threshold of her womb. I remember my very first project like it was the other day. At the time I survived on Barbados. I existed on a vacation, taking pleasure in the sun, browse and sand, and life in basic, specifically the girls on the beach in skimpy swimwears. I had recently made a little fortune from offering my ICT start-up. I could live my life without more earnings for quiet some time, so I chose to stay there.
One day a man approached me at the bar. Match, friendly, quiet good-looking. He said he had actually discovered my yearning for the ladies, the method I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had seen the girls' desire for me. I hadn't. He explained to me they did. He told me there was something that made the girls want me, physically. They wished to make love with me. Was it my physique, I asked him. That could be part of it, he said, however not necessarily so. Definitely women are more drawn in to good-looking males, however that's insufficient for them to wish to have sex. Actually wishing to have sex, beyond a short lived vision. Like a burning desire that has to be extinguished. He was sure I had that destination.
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