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I'm one of the very best paid and most popular male escorts worldwide. I live generally in hotels. And in my personal fitness center in my London penthouse.
My customers are the really rich and famous: leading designs, athletes, singers, starlets, and even royals. All loaded with loan. In my line of duty loan is not a factor; I get extremely well paid and always what I request for. That's one of the benefits when you're in a league of your own.
The price I have to pay is living a hush hush life of secrecy and making certain I'm in no chance related to my clientele. And I'm constantly checked and under scrutiny of a physician 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 limitations thinking about sex. All my customers 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 ever recorded.
I'm sometimes even used for breeding, which the result I'm having offspring that are also kids of the popular. I'm especially utilized for this function by lesbians.
I'm not an escort who 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 commando, simply like the best male pornography stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either currently in the hotel suite of my client when she shows up, or I'm escorted 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.
Given that she had provided her last lecture of the series she needed some diversion to unwind. With Barak not at hand my discrete services were a convenient alternative. Before I sent out the mature MILF back to her hotel some two hours later I fucked Michelle deep and tough and left my trademark keepsake at the threshold of her womb. I remember my first assignment like it was the other day. At the time I survived on Barbados. I was there on a holiday, taking pleasure in the sun, surf and sand, and life in general, especially the women on the beach in skimpy swimwears. I had actually recently made a little fortune from selling my ICT start-up. I could live my life without more earnings for peaceful some time, so I chose to remain there.
One day a guy approached me at the bar. Fit, friendly, quiet good-looking. He said he had actually noticed my yearning for the ladies, the method I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had actually noticed the girls' desire for me. I had not. He discussed to me they did. He informed me there was something that made the women want me, physically. They wished to have sex with me. Was it my body, I asked him. That might be part of it, he stated, however not necessarily so. Surely girls are more brought in to handsome males, but that's insufficient for them to desire to have sex. Actually wishing to have sex, beyond a short lived vision. Like a burning desire that needs to be snuffed out. He was sure I had that attraction.
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