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I'm one of the finest paid and most in-demand male escorts in the world. I live primarily in hotels. And in my personal gym in my London penthouse.
In my line of responsibility cash is not an aspect; I get really well paid and constantly what I ask for. That's one of the opportunities 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 sure I'm in no other way associated with my clientele. And I'm continually tested and under scrutiny of a medical professional who works for MI5. This provides me clearance with even the most sensitive contacts, like the princesses of Britain and Monaco.
I do everything my clients want me to do, I know no limits thinking about sex. All my customers are at least 18 years old, and I work strictly without condoms. Money shots are of no interest to my customers, and the interactions are never tape-recorded.
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Considering that she had delivered her last lecture of the series she needed some interruption to relax. With Barak not at hand my discrete services were a convenient alternative. Before I sent the mature MILF back to her hotel some 2 hours later I fucked Michelle deep and hard and left my hallmark memento at the limit of her womb. I remember my first project like it was the other day. At the time I lived on Barbados. I was there on a holiday, delighting in the sun, surf and sand, and life in general, particularly the girls on the beach in skimpy swimsuits. I had recently made a little fortune from selling my ICT start-up. I might live my life without further income for quiet a long time, so I chose to stay there.
One day a man approached me at the bar. Fit, friendly, quiet handsome. He stated he had noticed my longing for the girls, the method I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had discovered the women' desire for me. I had not. 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 could be part of it, he stated, but not necessarily so. Undoubtedly women are more drawn in to good-looking men, but that's inadequate for them to wish to make love. Really wanting to make love, beyond a short lived musing. Like a burning desire that has actually to be snuffed out. He made certain I had that destination.
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