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I'm one of the finest paid and most desired male escorts worldwide. I live primarily in hotels. And in my personal gym in my London penthouse.
In my line of duty loan is not an element; I get really well paid and constantly what I ask for. 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 making sure I'm in no chance associated with my clients. And I'm continually checked and under scrutiny of a doctor who works for MI5. This gives me clearance with even the most delicate contacts, like the princesses of Britain and Monaco.
I do whatever my clients desire me to do, I know no limitations considering sex. All my customers are at least 18 years old, and I work strictly without condoms. Cash shots are of no interest to my clients, and the interactions are never recorded.
Otherwise I'm into anything. I'm often even utilized for breeding, which the result I'm having offspring that are also kids of the famous. I'm especially utilized for this purpose by lesbians. A pussy is a pussy, so to me it's all the very same.
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 just come on commando, simply like the finest male porn stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either currently in the hotel suite of my customer when she arrives, or I'm accompanied in by her security detail. When she finished her lecture at the Ziggo Dome she was ushered to my Prinsengracht loft instead of her hotel suite.
Prior to I sent out the fully grown MILF back to her hotel some two hours later I fucked Michelle deep and hard and left my trademark memento at the threshold of her womb. At the time I lived on Barbados. I could live my life without further earnings for peaceful some time, so I decided to stay there.
One day a man approached me at the bar. Fit, friendly, quiet good-looking. He stated he had actually noticed my longing for the ladies, the way I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had observed the women' desire for me. I hadn't. He described 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 body, I asked him. That might be part of it, he stated, however not necessarily so. Surely women are more attracted to good-looking males, but that's not enough for them to want to have sex. Actually wishing to make love, beyond a fleeting vision. Like a burning desire that has to be snuffed out. He made sure I had that attraction.
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