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I'm one of the finest paid and most in-demand male escorts worldwide. I live primarily in hotels. And in my personal health club in my London penthouse.
My customers are the extremely abundant and well-known: top models, professional athletes, vocalists, starlets, and even royals. All packed with cash. In my line of responsibility money is not a factor; I get effectively paid and always what I request. That's one of the privileges when you're in a league of your own.
The cost I need to pay is living a hush hush life of secrecy and making certain I'm in no chance connected with my clients. And I'm constantly tested and under examination 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 understand no limits thinking about sex. Since they are the consumer they can call the shots. With 2 exceptions. All my customers are at least 18 years old, and I work strictly without prophylactics. There's no exception to this rule. I constantly insist on coming inside. That is also non negotiable. Money shots are of no interest to my customers, and the interactions are never tape-recorded.
Otherwise I'm into anything. I'm sometimes even used 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. A pussy is a pussy, so to me it's all the same.
I'm not an escort who white wines and dines the ladies, I'm strictly there for the sex. I can go on undisturbed for a long time and just come on task force, just like the best male porn stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either already in the hotel suite of my customer when she shows up, 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.
Before I sent out the mature MILF back to her hotel some 2 hours later I fucked Michelle deep and difficult and left my trademark keepsake at the threshold of her womb. At the time I lived on Barbados. I could live my life without further earnings for quiet some time, so I chose to remain there.
One day a guy approached me at the bar. Match, friendly, peaceful good-looking. He said he had seen my longing for the women, the way I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had observed the women' desire for me. I hadn't. He discussed 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 physique, I asked him. That might be part of it, he said, however not always so. Certainly girls are more attracted to handsome guys, however that's inadequate for them to wish to make love. Actually desiring to make love, beyond a fleeting vision. Like a burning desire that has actually to be snuffed out. He made sure I had that attraction.
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