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I'm one of the very best paid and most in-demand male escorts on the planet. I live generally in hotels. And in my private gym in my London penthouse.
In my line of duty loan is not a factor; I get extremely well paid and always what I ask for. That's one of the privileges 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 certain I'm in no other way associated with my customers. And I'm continually tested and under examination of a medical professional who works for MI5. This provides 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 limitations thinking about sex. All my clients are at least 18 years old, and I work strictly without prophylactics. Money shots are of no interest to my clients, and the interactions are never tape-recorded.
Otherwise I'm into anything. I'm in some cases even used for breeding, which the result I'm having offspring that are likewise kids of the popular. I'm particularly 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 red wines and dines the women, I'm strictly there for the sex. I can go on undisturbed for a long time and just come on task force, simply like the best male pornography stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either currently in the hotel suite of my client when she arrives, or I'm accompanied in by her security detail. 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 guy approached me at the bar. Match, friendly, peaceful good-looking. He stated he had actually discovered my yearning for the women, the method I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had observed the girls' desire for me. I hadn't. He described to me they did. He informed me there was something that made the women desire me, physically. They wanted to have sex with me. Was it my physique, I asked him. That could be part of it, he said, however not necessarily so. Definitely women are more drawn in to handsome males, but that's inadequate for them to want to have sex. Really wishing to make love, beyond a fleeting vision. Like a burning desire that has to be snuffed out. He made sure I had that destination.
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