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I'm one of the finest paid and most sought-after male escorts worldwide. I live primarily in hotels. And in my private health club in my London penthouse.
My clients are the very rich and famous: top models, athletes, singers, starlets, and even royals. All packed with cash. In my line of task loan is not an aspect; I get very well paid and always what I ask for. That's one of the privileges when you're in a league of your own.
The rate I have to pay is living a hush hush life of secrecy and making sure I'm in no chance related to my clientele. And I'm continuously evaluated and under analysis of a doctor who works for MI5. This offers me clearance with even the most sensitive contacts, like the princesses of Britain and Monaco.
I do whatever my customers desire me to do, I know no limits considering sex. Given that they are the customer they can call the shots. With 2 exceptions. All my customers are at least 18 years old, and I work strictly without condoms. There's no exception to this rule. In addition, I constantly insist on coming inside. That is also non flexible. Cash shots are of no interest to my clients, and the interactions are never taped.
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 utilized for this function by lesbians. A pussy is a pussy, so to me it's all the exact same.
We're never ever seen together in public. I'm not an escort who wines and dines the women, I'm strictly there for the sex. Just due to the fact that I'm proficient at it. My customers likes me since of my above average and really straight cock, and my severe stamina. I can go on undisturbed for a long time and only come on commando, similar to the best male porn stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either currently in the hotel suite of my client when she arrives, or I'm escorted in by her security detail. A divergent example was the recent check out to Amsterdam by Michelle at the end of her European book trip promoting her autobiography. When she completed 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 ten thirty. I opened a good cooled bottle of Chablis, and while Michelle ate the light treats I had all set for her, I ate out her matured snatch. We delved into my king size bed. I brought her to a minimum of 3 orgasms, primarily by worshipping her divine furr-lined gash with my mouth and tongue and fingers.
Given that she had actually provided her last lecture of the series she needed some diversion to relax. With Barak not at hand my discrete services were a convenient option. Before I sent out the fully grown MILF back to her hotel some two hours later on I fucked Michelle deep and difficult and left my trademark memento at the threshold of her womb. I remember my first task like it was the other day. At the time I survived on Barbados. I was there on a holiday, delighting in the sun, browse and sand, and life in basic, specifically the ladies on the beach in skimpy swimwears. I had just recently made a little fortune from selling my ICT start-up. I might live my life without more income for quiet a long time, so I decided to stay there.
One day a guy approached me at the bar. Suit, friendly, peaceful handsome. He stated he had observed my yearning for the ladies, the way I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had actually seen the ladies' desire for me. I had not. He described to me they did. He told me there was something that made the women want me, physically. They wanted to make love with me. Was it my physique, I asked him. That might be part of it, he said, however not necessarily so. Surely women are more drawn in to good-looking males, however that's not enough for them to want to make love. Actually desiring to have sex, beyond a fleeting daydream. Like a burning desire that needs to be snuffed out. He was sure I had that destination.
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