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I'm one of the finest paid and most sought-after male escorts in the world. I live primarily in hotels. And in my private fitness center in my London penthouse.
My customers are the extremely rich and famous: leading designs, professional athletes, singers, starlets, and even royals. All filled with money. In my line of task money is not an element; I get extremely well paid and constantly what I request 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 ensuring I'm in no method connected with my clients. And I'm constantly tested and under examination of a physician who works for MI5. This gives me clearance with even the most sensitive contacts, like the princesses of Britain and Monaco.
I do everything my customers desire me to do, I know no limitations thinking about sex. Given that they are the client they can call the shots. With 2 exceptions. All my clients are at least 18 years of ages, and I work strictly without condoms. There's no exception to this guideline. I always insist on coming within. That is likewise non flexible. However cash shots are of no interest to my clients, and the interactions are never ever recorded.
I'm often even used for reproducing, which the outcome I'm having offspring that are also kids of the popular. I'm specifically used for this purpose by lesbians.
We're never ever seen together in public. I'm not an escort who white wines and dines the girls, I'm strictly there for the sex. Simply since I'm great at it. My clients loves me due to the fact that of my above average and extremely straight cock, and my severe endurance. I can go on uninterrupted for a very long time and just begin task force, similar to the best male pornography stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either already in the hotel suite of my client when she shows up, or I'm accompanied in by her security information. A divergent example was the current see to Amsterdam by Michelle at the end of her European book tour promoting her autobiography. When she finished her lecture at the Ziggo Dome she was ushered to my Prinsengracht loft rather of her hotel suite. I mainly work from my London penthouse, but as a Dutchman I still have my pied-à-terre in Amsterdam. She was provided at my door at 10 thirty. I opened a nice cooled bottle of Chablis, and while Michelle consumed the light treats I had all set for her, I ate in restaurants her grown snatch. We jumped into my king size bed. I brought her to a minimum of three orgasms, mainly by worshipping her magnificent furr-lined gash with my mouth and tongue and fingers.
Considering that she had delivered her last lecture of the series she needed some distraction to loosen up. With Barak not at hand my discrete services were a convenient option. Before I sent the fully grown MILF back to her hotel some two hours later I fucked Michelle deep and tough and left my trademark memento at the threshold of her womb. I remember my very first task like it was the other day. At the time I survived on Barbados. I existed on a vacation, delighting in the sun, surf and sand, and life in basic, especially the women on the beach in skimpy swimsuits. I had just recently made a little fortune from selling my ICT start-up. I could live my life without additional earnings for quiet 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 discovered my longing for the girls, the way I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had observed the ladies' desire for me. I hadn't. He described to me they did. He told 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 could be part of it, he said, however not always so. Certainly girls are more brought in to handsome males, but that's not enough for them to wish to make love. Actually wishing to have sex, beyond a fleeting vision. Like a burning desire that has to be snuffed out. He was sure I had that destination.
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