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I'm one of the best paid and most desired male escorts on the planet. I live mainly in hotels. And in my personal fitness center in my London penthouse.
My customers are the very abundant and popular: leading designs, professional athletes, vocalists, actresses, and even royals. All packed with money. In my line of task money is not an element; I get extremely well paid and always what I request. That's one of the benefits when you're in a league of your own.
The price I have to pay is living a hush hush life of secrecy and making certain I'm in no chance connected with my clients. And I'm continuously checked 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 whatever my customers desire me to do, I know no limitations thinking about sex. Considering that they are the consumer they can call the shots. With two exceptions. All my customers are at least 18 years of ages, and I work strictly without prophylactics. There's no exception to this guideline. Furthermore, 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 tape-recorded.
I'm in some cases even used for reproducing, which the outcome I'm having offspring that are also children of the famous. I'm especially used for this function by lesbians.
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 enjoys me since of my above average and extremely straight cock, and my severe stamina. I can go on continuous for a long time and only come on commando, similar to the very best male pornography 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. 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 finished her lecture at the Ziggo Dome she was ushered to my Prinsengracht loft instead of her hotel suite. I mostly work from my London penthouse, but as a Dutchman I still have my pied-à-terre in Amsterdam. She was delivered at my door at ten 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 take. We delved into my economy size bed. I brought her to a minimum of three orgasms, mainly by worshipping her divine 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 unwind. With Barak not at hand my discrete services were a practical option. Before I sent the mature MILF back to her hotel some two hours later I fucked Michelle deep and tough and left my hallmark keepsake 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 was there on a holiday, enjoying the sun, browse and sand, and life in general, specifically the ladies on the beach in skimpy swimwears. I had recently made a little fortune from offering my ICT start-up. I might live my life without further income for peaceful some time, so I decided to remain there.
One day a male approached me at the bar. Suit, friendly, peaceful good-looking. He said he had actually observed my longing for the girls, 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 explained to me they did. He told me there was something that made the women want me, physically. They desired to make love with me. Was it my physique, I asked him. That might be part of it, he said, but not necessarily so. Certainly women are more attracted to good-looking guys, however that's inadequate for them to desire to have sex. Actually wishing to have sex, beyond a short lived musing. Like a burning desire that needs to be snuffed out. He made certain I had that destination.
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