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I'm one of the very best paid and most in-demand male escorts in the world. I live primarily in hotels. And in my private gym in my London penthouse.
In my line of task loan is not an aspect; I get extremely 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 way related to my customers. And I'm continuously evaluated and under scrutiny 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 everything my clients desire me to do, I understand no limitations thinking about sex. All my customers are at least 18 years old, and I work strictly without condoms. Cash shots are of no interest to my clients, and the interactions are never taped.
Otherwise I'm into anything. I'm often even used for reproducing, which the result I'm having offspring that are also children of the famous. I'm especially utilized for this purpose by lesbians. A pussy is a pussy, so to me it's all the exact same.
I'm not an escort who red wines and dines the women, I'm strictly there for the sex. I can go on uninterrupted for a long time and just come on commando, simply like 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 information. When she completed her lecture at the Ziggo Dome she was ushered to my Prinsengracht loft rather of her hotel suite.
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One day a male approached me at the bar. Suit, friendly, peaceful handsome. He stated he had actually noticed my yearning for the women, the method I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had observed the women' desire for me. I hadn't. He discussed 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 body, I asked him. That could be part of it, he said, however not always so. Definitely girls are more brought in to good-looking guys, however that's insufficient for them to want to make love. Truly desiring to have sex, beyond a short lived daydream. Like a burning desire that needs to be snuffed out. He made sure I had that destination.
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