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I'm one of the very best paid and most sought-after male escorts in the world. I live primarily in hotels. And in my private health club in my London penthouse.
In my line of duty money is not an element; I get very well paid and always what I ask for. That's one of the opportunities when you're in a league of your own.
The rate I have 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 medical professional who works for MI5. This gives 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 considering 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 ever taped.
Otherwise I'm into anything. I'm sometimes even used for reproducing, which the outcome I'm having offspring that are also kids of the famous. I'm particularly used for this purpose by lesbians. A pussy is a pussy, so to me it's all the exact same.
I'm not an escort who wines and dines the women, I'm strictly there for the sex. I can go on undisturbed for a long time and only come on commando, simply like the finest 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 information. When she finished her lecture at the Ziggo Dome she was ushered to my Prinsengracht loft rather of her hotel suite.
Given that she had actually delivered her last lecture of the series she required some distraction to relax. With Barak not at hand my discrete services were a convenient alternative. 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 trademark keepsake at the threshold of her womb. I remember my first task like it was the other day. At the time I lived on Barbados. I was there on a holiday, delighting in the sun, browse and sand, and life in general, specifically the women on the beach in skimpy swimwears. I had actually just recently made a small fortune from offering my ICT start-up. I might live my life without more earnings for quiet a long time, so I chose to stay there.
One day a man approached me at the bar. Suit, friendly, peaceful handsome. He said he had discovered my yearning for the girls, the method I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had actually seen the ladies' desire for me. I hadn't. He described to me they did. He informed me there was something that made the ladies want me, physically. They wanted to have sex with me. Was it my body, I asked him. That might be part of it, he stated, but not necessarily so. Surely ladies are more brought in to handsome men, but that's inadequate for them to want to have sex. Really wishing to make love, beyond a fleeting daydream. Like a burning desire that has actually to be snuffed out. He was sure I had that attraction.
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