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I'm one of the best paid and most sought-after male escorts on the planet. I live primarily in hotels. And in my private fitness center in my London penthouse.
In my line of task money is not an aspect; I get really well paid and constantly what I ask for. That's one of the opportunities when you're in a league of your own.
The cost I have to pay is living a hush hush life of secrecy and making sure I'm in no chance associated with my clientele. And I'm constantly tested and under examination of a doctor 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 considering sex. All my customers are at least 18 years old, and I work strictly without prophylactics. Loan shots are of no interest to my clients, and the interactions are never tape-recorded.
Otherwise I'm into anything. I'm sometimes even used for breeding, which the outcome I'm having offspring that are likewise kids of the well-known. I'm specifically used for this function by lesbians. A pussy is a pussy, so to me it's all the exact same.
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, just like the best male porn stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either currently in the hotel suite of my customer when she shows up, or I'm escorted in by her security information. When she completed her lecture at the Ziggo Dome she was ushered to my Prinsengracht loft rather of her hotel suite.
Considering that 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 hassle-free alternative. Prior to I sent the fully grown MILF back to her hotel some two hours later I fucked Michelle deep and difficult and left my hallmark keepsake 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 recently made a little fortune from selling my ICT start-up. I might live my life without additional earnings for peaceful some time, so I decided to stay there.
One day a male approached me at the bar. Match, friendly, peaceful good-looking. He said he had actually seen my longing for the girls, the way I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had actually observed the women' desire for me. I hadn't. 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 could be part of it, he stated, but not always so. Certainly ladies are more brought in to handsome males, but that's not enough for them to desire to make love. Actually desiring to make love, beyond a short lived daydream. Like a burning desire that has to be snuffed out. He was sure I had that destination.
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