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As a sex professional, the act does get reduced in significance. And the ability to act in performing sex is important too. Having a hair-trigger and easy to force erectile response is very helpful.
I don't have a private love life. But I do have truly favorite clients and I allow myself to experience them differently. My favorite is 30ish Brian. He has military short brown hair, hazel eyes, a confident air. He has a penis and balls I have memorized every detail of. His perfectly squeezeable ass bears a silly star tattoo that dates back to teenage rashness. Otherwise his tanned skin is blemishless. He is skinny, athletic, warm demeanor but dominant.
When he frees his cock from his briefs I shutter in joy just to see it. It swings long and soft over very low hanging big balls. As he grows erect he gets a little longer but mostly what is already there just gets rock firm and turns to the sky. Firmly erect his cock runs parallel to his abs and nearly reaches his umbilicus. He is a true 8 plus inches.
His body is mostly smooth with hardly visible soft light brown hair on his strong arms and sculpted legs. His man hair under his arms and at his crotch is brown and very dense, the latter neatly trimmed.
He has an easy smile, warm attentive gaze when he speaks or listens to me. His lust for my body feels invited and then given respectfully. But there comes a moment when he demands surrender and then takes me.
And then sometimes he'll follow one path but then unexpectedly turn submissive himself and I am forced to strike the white flag and advance lance forward to take ground.
Soft touches, mutual lust, resistance, merged bodies, jolting submission, tribute, reparation, rebellion, conquest, peace.
When we fuck I allow myself to be a lover. I hide the emotional attachment as best as I can.
I don't have a private love life. But I do have truly favorite clients and I allow myself to experience them differently. My favorite is 30ish Brian. He has military short brown hair, hazel eyes, a confident air. He has a penis and balls I have memorized every detail of. His perfectly squeezeable ass bears a silly star tattoo that dates back to teenage rashness. Otherwise his tanned skin is blemishless. He is skinny, athletic, warm demeanor but dominant.
When he frees his cock from his briefs I shutter in joy just to see it. It swings long and soft over very low hanging big balls. As he grows erect he gets a little longer but mostly what is already there just gets rock firm and turns to the sky. Firmly erect his cock runs parallel to his abs and nearly reaches his umbilicus. He is a true 8 plus inches.
His body is mostly smooth with hardly visible soft light brown hair on his strong arms and sculpted legs. His man hair under his arms and at his crotch is brown and very dense, the latter neatly trimmed.
He has an easy smile, warm attentive gaze when he speaks or listens to me. His lust for my body feels invited and then given respectfully. But there comes a moment when he demands surrender and then takes me.
And then sometimes he'll follow one path but then unexpectedly turn submissive himself and I am forced to strike the white flag and advance lance forward to take ground.
Soft touches, mutual lust, resistance, merged bodies, jolting submission, tribute, reparation, rebellion, conquest, peace.
When we fuck I allow myself to be a lover. I hide the emotional attachment as best as I can.