Everything is studied and choreographed, when to intensify the rhythm, when to fake a detail of affection with a caress that is more loving than erotic, or a kiss on the forehead, when to look into infinity and moan like someone who loses his mind maddened by pleasure. There is nothing that gives clients more satisfaction than the thought that they are the ones who have made me lose control, who have caused my absolute dedication and have dismantled the escort's initial composure. The vanity of the macho has its best reward in the belief that they have managed to make an escort enjoy themselves. I always play that with the clients I want to retain. Affectionate sex is my courtesy. But affection ruins all the work necessary for the client to leave satisfied, thinking that they have achieved my delivery. It's really when I surrender that the fuck starts to be a good thing, that the grimaces on my face can be grotesque and that my postures lose the dancer's precision that so visually stimulates whoever pays for the spectacle of fucking me. However, this almost never happens.
Love ruins sex, it does not amplify or improve it.🫶💓♥️☺️📞
