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I'm one of the very best paid and most sought-after male escorts on the planet. I live mainly in hotels. And in my personal fitness center in my London penthouse.
My clients are the really abundant and popular: leading designs, athletes, vocalists, actresses, and even royals. All filled with cash. In my line of duty money is not a factor; I get effectively paid and constantly what I request. That's one of the privileges when you're in a league of your own.
The price I have to pay is living a hush hush life of secrecy and ensuring I'm in no chance connected with my customers. And I'm continually evaluated and under scrutiny of a physician who works for MI5. This provides me clearance with even the most delicate contacts, like the princesses of Britain and Monaco.
I do everything my customers want me to do, I understand 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 clients, and the interactions are never tape-recorded.
Otherwise I'm into anything. I'm sometimes even utilized for breeding, which the result I'm having offspring that are likewise kids of the popular. I'm especially used for this purpose by lesbians. A pussy is a pussy, so to me it's all the same.
I'm not an escort who wines and dines the women, 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 pornography stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either currently in the hotel suite of my customer when she shows up, or I'm accompanied in by her security information. When she completed her lecture at the Ziggo Dome she was ushered to my Prinsengracht loft instead of her hotel suite.
Since she had provided her last lecture of the series she required some diversion to loosen up. With Barak not at hand my discrete services were a convenient alternative. Prior to I sent the fully grown MILF back to her hotel some two hours later on I fucked Michelle deep and tough and left my trademark keepsake at the limit of her womb. I remember my first project like it was the other day. At the time I survived on Barbados. I existed on a vacation, delighting in the sun, browse and sand, and life in basic, especially the girls on the beach in skimpy swimwears. I had just recently made a little fortune from selling my ICT start-up. I could live my life without further earnings for quiet some time, so I chose to remain there.
One day a man approached me at the bar. Suit, friendly, quiet handsome. He stated he had seen my yearning for the women, the way I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had actually noticed the girls' desire for me. I hadn't. He discussed to me they did. He told me there was something that made the girls 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, but not always so. Undoubtedly ladies are more brought in to good-looking males, but that's insufficient for them to wish to have sex. Truly wanting to make love, beyond a fleeting musing. Like a burning desire that needs to be extinguished. He made sure I had that attraction.
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