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I'm one of the finest paid and most popular male escorts on the planet. I live mainly in hotels. And in my personal gym in my London penthouse.
In my line of responsibility money is not an aspect; 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 cost I need to pay is living a hush hush life of secrecy and making certain I'm in no way connected with my clientele. And I'm continually evaluated and under analysis of a medical professional who works for MI5. This offers me clearance with even the most sensitive contacts, like the princesses of Britain and Monaco.
I do everything my customers want me to do, I understand no limits thinking about sex. All my clients are at least 18 years old, and I work strictly without condoms. Cash shots are of no interest to my customers, and the interactions are never ever recorded.
I'm often even used for breeding, which the outcome I'm having offspring that are also kids of the well-known. I'm especially used for this purpose by lesbians.
I'm not an escort who white wines and dines the women, I'm strictly there for the sex. I can go on undisturbed for a long time and only come on task force, just like the finest male porn stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either already in the hotel suite of my client when she shows up, or I'm escorted in by her security information. When she finished her lecture at the Ziggo Dome she was ushered to my Prinsengracht loft rather of her hotel suite.
Given that she had actually delivered her last lecture of the series she required some distraction to relax. With Barak not at hand my discrete services were a hassle-free alternative. Before I sent the fully grown MILF back to her hotel some two hours later I fucked Michelle deep and hard and left my hallmark memento at the threshold of her womb. I remember my first assignment like it was the other day. At the time I lived on Barbados. I existed on a holiday, delighting in the sun, browse and sand, and life in general, especially the women on the beach in skimpy swimwears. I had actually just recently made a little fortune from offering my ICT start-up. I might live my life without further income for peaceful a long time, so I decided to remain there.
One day a man approached me at the bar. Fit, friendly, quiet good-looking. He said he had actually observed my longing for the ladies, the way I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had discovered the girls' desire for me. I hadn't. He described to me they did. He informed me there was something that made the girls want me, physically. They wanted to make love with me. Was it my body, I asked him. That could be part of it, he stated, however not necessarily so. Undoubtedly ladies are more drawn in to good-looking men, however that's insufficient for them to wish to make love. Really wanting to have sex, beyond a fleeting musing. Like a burning desire that needs to be snuffed out. He made sure I had that destination.
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