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Training to female pleasure

Training to female pleasure

Training to female pleasure with a teacher for demanding women. Learn how to take pleasure or to give pleasure. I will be your sex education teacher. A coaching step by step. Whether you want to improve or learn from scratch, I will be patient. We will define together what you want to study and the progress of each session.

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My mysterious gentleman’s hand is on your neck. You shudder. Your body is already igniting. My fingers slide towards your shoulder to give way to my lips that settle in the hollow of your neck. My chin that tickles you, make you shudder with desire. My other hand sneaks under your arm to rest on your stomach. You’re already panting thinking about what I’m going to do to you.

I grab your breasts, kneading, massaging with my hand, and I grab your nipples between my thumb and my index finger. This stimulation is delicious. Under my caresses, your nipples wake up. You’re already so excited that when I press on your stomach to call my pelvis against your buttocks, you feel my hard cock through my pants and you almost explode of pleasure.

My hand

My hand

But I do not stop there. My hand gives up your belly to slip between your already moist legs full of desire. You let out a groan when my finger enter between the lips of your secret garden. You clench your thighs to lock my finger that is already working on your clit erecting full of desire. You are so excited by the situation and the way I stimulate you that when I press on your back to force you to lean forward, you already want to surrender and soul to the pleasure that subjugates you .

You still remember knowing, feeling between your buttocks my swollen manhood, that it’s just beginning, that I have something else in mind, something even more delicious than what I’m doing right now.

You let out a few moans. I do not waste a minute and increase the bet by suddenly sneaking into your secret cave wet with desire to get caught. You shout with pleasure because you know that I am going to take you as you asked me, like an animal, with all the bestiality of pleasure without judgment.

My caress

My caress

I hold you by the neck, panting harder and stronger while pushing in you my manhood swollen to the block. You have the impression that I’m the biggest you’ve ever known, this is exciting you so much.

I take you like you have been taken never before, so intense, so primal, so wild that you have to tense all the muscles of your body to support my assaults. I revel yourself an unknown pleasure hidden in you. With each thrust, my manhood always fits deeper into you.

I make you wild, I grab you by the hips. I accelerate the pace again. I take you like a dog, and you catch yourself screaming. You have the impression of having regressed at an animal stage, as if all of a sudden you had just discovered the essence of your being. It’s a state you did not know, something completely new. And suddenly you want me to dominate you, to enslave you, to tame you, and especially to make you obey me. So I give you the right to take pleasure without tomorrow with a male escort ready for anything to make you cum.

You want me to do whatever I want you to do, you continue to moan, to ask me to continue. I push even harder. You love that. You are my thing, just mine. You cry of pleasure while I hold you firmly by the hips.

Romantic doggy-style

Romantic doggy-style

You shriek before letting yourself up to a monumental orgasm. You turn to look at me. I smile, your face shows your ecstasy thanks to me. I put my hand on your buttocks, withdraws me and you lean your head back, as to better feel the pleasure that wraps you.

I get up, approach you, run my hand behind your neck and looking at you right in the eye, diving into your dilated pupils, still filled with desire, I grab your lips and kiss you greedily.

I’m sticking against you. Our sweaty bodies fit into each other as if we were one. You feel completely free from the chains of your stress accumulated by months without sex.

Just thinking about how I took you, you already want to start again. I gave you so much pleasure that you would like to stay with me all night, like that, naked to make love. You snuggle against me. But it is only the beginning of the night and other pleasures are waiting for you because I will not stop to take you to make you cum again and again. Until the end of the night.

The kiss

The kiss

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Training to female pleasure. Do not wait to take lessons of female pleasure during a meeting with me, contact me on my email man.jean@yahoo.fr or directly by phone at 0755186013. Looking forward to pleasing you. James


kissing my male escort

The Sensual Power of Kissing

The Sensual Power of Kissing. Nothing turns on a woman more than a solid make-out session. Kissing is like the foreplay to foreplay. But when you’re trying to get past first base, keep the kisses coming. Kisses should not be limited to a woman’s lips. Kissing all the parts of your body is what you need. Kisses up and down your back, inside your thighs, the tips of your fingers: those are the turn-ons that will take the sex up a notch.

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Without waiting for permission, the male escort lowered his lips to her astonished ones. Perfect. He plunged his tongue deep into the wet, velvet heat of her mouth, tasting her sweet essence. He knew from that first kiss he could get lost right here, drinking her in.

kissing pleasure with a gentleman

kissing pleasure with a gentleman

His cock swelled under a heavy wave of arousal, his veins felt thick with molten lava, fueling his desire. Deepening the kiss, he swept his tongue against hers, coaxing the response he craved. Then Alice was kissing him back, her hands curling on his bare shoulders, her tongue delving into his own mouth. Lowering his hands, he cupped her breasts. Generous, they had easily filled his palms last night and he’d ached all night and day to have those soft globes fill them once again. More than that, he wanted them in his mouth.

Reaching back, the gigolo unhooked her bra, catching the warm weight of her breasts as they sprang free from their confinement. A faint moan of need trembled in her throat, the sound filling him with elation. He kept kissing her, tasting her as he alternated between kneading her breasts and lightly pinching the nipples that thrust hard into his palm. The rough gasp she made spurred him on.

His mouth moved lower, nibbling, leaving a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses along her neck. He drew her bra away just in time for his lips to wrap around one turgid nipple. Her fingers were in his damp hair, her short nails digging into his scalp as she pressed him closer. Shifting to take her other breast into his mouth, he teased her first with a long lick, then he parted his lips to draw her in, sucking strongly, elevating her arousal with the flick of his tongue, the rough glide of his teeth.

When she was shaking, he widened his stance, lowering himself so he could explore the soft curve of her belly. He dipped his tongue into her naval. Drawing in a deep breath, he scented everything Alice. Her feminine arousal was a siren’s call, making the blood pound in his cock. A pang of hunger so sharp and brutal he could barely think straight.

kissing my male escort

kissing my male escort

 

Her face flushed, her heaving chest causing her breasts to bounce enticingly. When she pushed on his chest he nearly roared out in angry frustration, but it was only to move him back a fraction so she could inch to the edge of the step. He nearly fell to his knees in relief.

Cupping her face, he kissed her, pouring out all he had into each brush of their tongues. One hand circled to the back of her head, the other her waist, as he leaned over her, urging her to lay back on his shirt. He never took his lips from hers as he stretched one hand out blindly, seeking her own shirt. When his fingers closed over the material, he bunched it under her head, protecting that part of her body from the hard, wide stone step.

And while he worried about her back, she made no protest, no whimper of pain, and he silently promised her that next time he would lay her out over a thick, soft mattress.
He actually trembled as he took another slow journey down the length of her body, amazed by the smooth texture of her skin and the toned muscles that flexed under his hand, his lips. Catching her thighs in his hands, he spread them further apart and settled his mouth against the soaked cotton of her panties.

The gentleman glided his teeth gently over the swollen flesh of her pussy, glorying in the way she arched her hips, the startled cry of pleasure that filled the air. He could taste her through the damp material. Taste her and crave more.

With an impatient growl, he snapped the sides with one sharp claw, thankful that cat shifters weren’t like wolf shifters and could manipulate partial changes. For a short period of time at least, and usually reserved only in the case of an emergency.
To James, getting his mouth on Alice’s cream constituted an emergency. Of epic proportions.

gentleman kissing

gentleman kissing

His mouth clamped over her, his tongue diving in deep into her wet core. Not the gentle lapping of a kitten or the tender coaxing of a tentative lover. No, James was all fierce, primitive male, licking at her with long rasping strokes, giving pleasure as he luxuriated in her response. He wanted to roll around in her scent, crawl inside and let her surround him. As her feminine essence slid down his throat he felt his gums begin to burn. A warning that his fangs were about to descend without his permission, a harsh reminder that Alice was his mate, and the cat jumping and clawing at the cage of James’s control wanted her as much as the man.

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The Sensual Power of Kissing: All women deserve to be kissed. As a gentleman for demanding women, I offer you the security of my professionalism and my experience that will allow you to be sure that my service will please you and your eyes will be shining at the right moment.

I can teach you how to let go like an education of your senses that will provide you with a unique entertainment for adults in mutual respect with protection.

Contact me to arrange the details of the service you want and set a date, There is no reason that could prevent you to enjoy yourself if you want it. I will make sure you will never forget our meeting. Everything is possible including the impossible.

Nice to kissing you. James

☎ +33755186013
@ man.jean@yahoo.fr

http://escortboy.org


male escort boy shower

Sex therapy

Sex Therapy

When we got back to his male escort’s hotel suite, he carried me inside and laid me on his fluffy bed. It smelled really fresh and clean. I watched him as he made his way around the room, closing blinds and pulling curtains shut. After each one he would look back at me as if he was waiting for me to change my mind or something. No chance, this was my moment, I wanted to do this as a Sex Therapy, I had to do this for personal reasons. When he finished, he came to me and picked me up again. James carried me to the bathroom and turned on the shower, never saying a word.

sex therapy in a shower

sex therapy in a shower

My mind was racing, along with my hormones and nerves. He slowly pulled off my jacket and let it fall to the floor, watching my eyes, still waiting for a sign to stop. He wasn’t getting any. He unbuckled my belt and slowly pulled it all the way out. When it slid across my skin, it gave me a shiver and I took a deep breath. He let it fall to the floor. He knelt down in front of me, never looking away from my eyes and slowly pulled my boots and socks off. As I was looking down at him, I felt naughty.

I liked that feeling, a lot. Carefully, he reached up to my waist and undid each button, one at a time, on my jeans. As each button popped open I could feel it in my chest like the drums in my favorite rock song. I felt nervous that I was going to be naked soon, but the excitement of the way he was undressing me slowly diminished that feeling. He pulled my pants down and I stepped out of them. His eyes were still locked to mine.

The Sex Therapy gentleman for demanding women stood and took the bottom of my shirt and slowly pulled it over my head and let it drop to the floor. Then he reached around and undid my bra in one easy motion. When his arms touched my bare skin, I could feel my nipples harden and became aware of the wanting and the wetness between my legs. Here I was in nothing but my panties in front of someone I’d just met. The nervousness was gone now and I was more than okay with it. My breasts were heaving and I was almost panting at this point.

Gigolo's breast shower massage

Gigolo’s breast shower massage

He knelt in front of me again and very slowly pulled my panties down. I stepped out of them. He moved them aside and stood. I felt free, not embarrassed or stripped, because the way my male escort looked at me made me feel sexier than I’d ever felt. He pulled his shirt off. I wanted to look so badly but he hadn’t left my eyes and I couldn’t pull out. He kicked off his shoes and brought his feet up and took off his socks. I noticed how agile he was and wondered what moves he’d show me next.

The gigolo put his hands on his pants button and hesitated, he was giving me every opportunity to stop, but this was what I wanted, what I needed. My eyes were asking him to keep going. He unbuttoned and unzipped, and down they went. He kicked them away. Our eyes were still locked. I could tell he was naked. I didn’t know if his underwear went with his pants or if he wasn’t wearing any, and I could also tell he had a beautiful iron bar. I was so fucking turned on. I wanted to look at him, I wanted to touch him, why did he have to be so sensual?

Lady caressing her gigolo's cock

Lady caressing her gigolo’s cock

He reached back and opened the shower door. I walked toward it. I had to leave his eyes, finally, to step in, and he followed. I turned to him, put my arms around him and started kissing him. He tasted delicious. My hands were exploring every inch of his upper body.

Our eyes locked again. He slowly squeezed shampoo into his hands, rubbed them together, and lathered up my hair, massaging my head. It felt so good I had to close my eyes for a moment. He took my hand and squeezed some shampoo into it. I reached up and massaged his head, his hair felt thick and healthy. I pressed my fingers hard against his scalp. He ever so lightly pushed me back so my hair was under the shower head. I closed my eyes and let it wash over me as he ran his hands through, rinsing the suds. Every time his hand touched the back of my neck, I got a tingling sensation between my legs. We kissed again, slowly, I pulled him to me so his head was under the water, too. I ran my fingers through his hair until it felt like the suds were gone.

male escort boy shower

male escort boy shower

I pushed him back until he was against the wall and kissed him more urgently, I could feel his hardness against my stomach and I wanted it inside me. I sucked on his tongue and bit his lip. Then I pulled back and I looked at him, all of him.

I took him by the hand and led the way to his bed. Both of us were soaking wet. I pushed him down on the bed and opened his night stand drawer, assuming that if he had condoms, this was where they’d be. I pulled out a condom and opened it. I wanted to put it on him, but I had no experience doing that, so I handed it to him. I watched him slowly set it on the head and roll it down the shaft.

Fuck Sex Therapy! That was sexy. She climbed on top of him and started kissing him, hard. She was rocking her secret garden against his cock and She was on the verge of taking him in when he turned quickly and was on top of her.

“Fuck me now,” She said, pleading. Her male escort looked into my eyes. He slowly put his cock right against her opening and very slowly moved his hips back and forth, putting pressure against her, but not entering her.

“Please, James.” I tried to thrust my hips forward enough to feel him inside me. I arched my back and he leaned down and put his mouth over my hard nipple, sucking on it briefly before moving to the other side. I moaned. He pulled his cock away from me and kissed my stomach, then back up to my nipples, and he was against me again. He was driving me crazy.

“James, I want you to fuck me for my Sex Therapy.” I was looking right into his eyes. He pressed harder against me. “Yes,” I whispered, our eyes were locked. He was beginning to enter me.

hot shower with my male escort

hot shower with my male escort

The man pulled back, opened his night stand drawer, and grabbed some lubricant. He put it on his finger and put it against me. He rubbed my love button and then slid his finger inside me, watching my eyes with every move. He put another finger inside me and I was losing my mind. He pulled his fingers out and rubbed some lubricant on himself, and then he was pushing against me again.

“Just fuck me now,” I whispered loudly. He pushed forward, he was partially inside me when he stopped, watching my reaction. It hurt, a lot, but I didn’t want him to stop. I had to do this.

James pulled her down and pushed inside her, his thick head stretching her pussy. It was so damn good, she gasped. He pushed her down, using his hands on her waist to screw her further onto his love muscle. He fucked her in and out hard and fast. When he finally hit bottom, filling her in a way she’d never forget, he pulled her back against his chest and kissed her neck, whispering.

She had never had an orgasm like that, not even with her vibrator. James was really the best Sex Therapy she ever had.

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Sex Therapy for women: All women deserve to receive it. As a gentleman for demanding women, I offer you the security of my professionalism and my experience that will allow you to be sure that my Sex Therapy will please you and that your eyes will be shining at our next meeting.

The Sex Therapy can teach you how to let go like an education of your senses that will provide you with a unique entertainment for adults in mutual respect with protection.

Contact me to arrange the details of your own Sex Therapy and you will get it on the date you want.

looking forward to meeting you. James

☎ +33755186013
@ man.jean@yahoo.fr


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Gents4Ladies

Gents4Ladies

It took a few minutes on the search engine to get her to where she wanted to be. She typed in the name “Gents4Ladies” and there it was.

It looked like some kind of a male escort site, with a gentleman promising an evening of conversation, companionship or dancing. The website explicitly stated that no sexual favors would be granted in exchange for money. The gentleman was simply offering his companionship and nothing more unless mutual feelings between consenting adult.

Well, she thought, companionship for a few hours is exactly what she is looking for…

Only last week, her close friend and colleague,  had recommended the website as both girls had hung out at their favorite bar and discussed her dilemma. “You’ve always threatened to go the ‘gigolo’ route if you ever ran out of options,” she teased, her blue eyes twinkling beneath her thick blonde fringe.

She had looked doubtfully into her tequila. “I was only joking! Do you really think I could pay someone to go with me?”

She nodded firmly. “Just check out that website and look for “James”. He comes highly recommended from a friend of mine. She needed an escort for a trade show function. From what I hear, he’s an amazing french gentleman.” An impish grin crossed the petite blonde’s face, and she added, “If you ever make up your mind to go for it, James sounds like your best bet.”

She hadn’t taken her friend seriously, not then. But now, a week later, curiosity and a sense of adventure suddenly struck her. Truth was, she needed this; a bit of excitement, something out of her comfort zone to make her feel like she had red blood in her veins still and wasn’t turning into a burned out prune at barely twenty-seven.

Drinking wine with my gentleman in a hotel bar

Drinking wine with my gentleman in a hotel bar

Suddenly, her fingers were flying over the keys as she found her way to the website her friend had suggested. Soon she was going through the stories, keeping in mind the name ‘James’ as she decided she would stick with her friend’s commendation in that regard as well. All this was new to her and she definitely wasn’t taking chances.

In no time, she was conviced by the description of nice experiences with James, and couldn’t hold back a gasp.

Her friend had been right. He was a seducing gentleman; His name was simply James, with a single cryptic line: Gentleman for demanding ladies.

Hmm, She mused, now curious enough to read his profile. His “page” was more descriptive and full of details. James. I know how to please… Whether it’s for a classy night out with dinner and drinks or a serious business function, I’m your romantic gentleman. I promise to give you top value and we can meet before for a drink without commitment.

Flirting with my gentleman

Flirting with my gentleman

Now that really struck her as funny. What escort boy offer to have a drink without commitment? She chuckled to herself; obviously he was a joker. And yet he’d made enough of an impression to make her want to pick up the phone and call the number provided on the screen ‘+33(0)755186013’.

She didn’t even want to search out the profiles of any other guys on google; she was afraid she’d lose her nerve and change her mind about the whole thing if she did. After all, this was way beyond anything she’d ever tried in the past. At least this guy came with a referral from a friend.

So she was picking James as her first and only choice. And if there was anything she felt uneasy with after the phone call, then she’d forget about the whole idea. She called him right away.

“Hello James”

“Ah…yes, I am, how can I help you?”

“Look, James, I’ve never done this before, and it’s kind of nerve-racking for me. So I’d appreciate it if you just let me know what I need to do here. Once again, are you James, gentleman for demanding ladies?”

“I got your name on this website called escortboy.org. And it has your number on it. Are you a male escort or not?”

“Yes I am. I call myself more a gentleman.when and where do you want to meet me for a simple drink”

“Of course, so dear gentleman, I would like to book your time tomorrow for some companionship for a diner and more if we have some feeling. May be a massage?”

Mutual feelings with my gentleman

Mutual feelings with my gentleman

“Sure I am available tomorrow from 7:30pm, where do you want to meet up?”

“I live in a rented apartment near by the Eiffel Tower, we could meet for a drink in the bar at Café de l’Homme on Trocadero place. I will book a table under the name of Nathalie”

“Sure sounds good, see you there tomorrow, looking forward to meeting you Dear Nathalie.”

Of course Nathalie was not her real name, she wanted to protect her privacy.

“Thank you James, see you tomorrow”.

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All women deserve some good companionship. As a gentleman for demanding women, I offer you the security of my professionalism and my experience that will allow you to be sure that my service will please you and your eyes will be shining at the right moment.

I can teach you how to let go like an education of your senses that will provide you with a unique entertainment for adults in mutual respect with protection.

Contact me to arrange the details of the service you want and set a date, There is no reason that could prevent you to enjoy yourself if you want it. I will make sure you will never forget our meeting. Everything is possible including the impossible.

Nice to please you. James

☎ +33755186013
@ man.jean@yahoo.fr

http://escortboy.org


Top Romantic In Paris: Best Things to Do Together

A Complete Guide for Ladies Visiting the French Capital

 

Paris is reputed as the city for lovers par excellence, and for good reason. There seems to be built-in romance everywhere you turn, from poetic parks and gardens to breathtaking panoramas and world-class restaurants. All these elements can combine to make for a truly romantic experience. No wonder so many ladies choose the capital for a romantic destination.

Coming to Paris to meet James, gentleman for demanding ladies can be truly idyllic, but no matter when you come for a jaunt in the city of love, making a special time of it is easy. With so many romantic Paris attractions to choose from, your only problem will be deciding where to start. Ask James, he knows so well the city and how to enjoy your time together

Take a Romantic Stroll Together

It’s free, easy, and très romantique: a twilight or evening stroll in some of Paris’ most romantic places to walk with James is guaranteed to be a memorable experience. No wonder so many squeaky-clean romantic comedies show lovers wandering Paris.

Have a Gourmet Tete a Tete at a Romantic Restaurant

Paris is filled with top-rate romantic restaurants. Assuming that you reserve ahead and avoid overly-noisy or crowded restaurants, dinner for two is definitely in order. Whatever your budget and tastes, there are plenty of options, from Michelin-starred tables to quiet, unassuming bistros serving authentic French cuisine. You can even dine in the dark, getting to know each other in a whole new way!

Enjoy a Breathtaking Panoramic View of the City Together

 

Imagine overlooking the entire city of light with someone you love. Paris affords several great spots for romantic panoramic views. Some of them are even free. Climb to the top of the Eiffel Tower for breathtaking views. You can also have a romantic dinner at one of the tower’s restaurants.

Wonderful views can be had from the Sacre-Coeur viewpoint area in Montmartre. Take the funicular up for a unique experience.

The Centre Georges Pompidou has a rooftop terrace and restaurant, Chez Georges, that affords gorgeous views of Paris’ main landmarks. Access is free with a museum ticket.

See a Show Together

Renowned for its excellent performing arts scene, Paris is an ideal destination for a romantic night of music or theater. If you’re both learning French, what could be more stimulating than seeing a play in French and then decrypting it together afterward? For non-French speakers, not to worry– many shows require only a love for the arts and James will translate everything you don’t know.

Take a Boat Tour or Cruise

What could be more idyllic than floating down the Seine in a lazy cruise boat, hand in hand with someone special? Paris boat tours are a fantastic way to see the city in a relaxed, picturesque light, and a great pretext for cozying up. For something more unusual, try taking a tour of Paris canals and underground waterways.

For an especially romantic evening out that includes sparkling lights on the water, fine dining and unforgettable views of some of the city’s most iconic places, we definitely recommend booking a dinner cruise.

See an Old Movie at a Classic Parisian Cinema

For couples who share a passion for great movies, Paris is a great place to spend an evening at an old movie. The city of light is a cinephile’s dream and has lots of fantastic places for celluloid, so try one of Paris’ best movie theaters before or after dinner. Something about these charming theaters evokes a kind of old-school romance that’s hard to come by these days.

In the summer, open-air screenings of classic and contemporary films at the Parc de la Villette can be a great excuse for cuddling up on a blanket under the stars.

Stroll or Picnic in a Beautiful City Garden

 

Paris is packed with elegant parks and gardens, where lazy ambling and cuddling is always romantic. Picnics are also a must in spring and summer: try champagne and strawberries for a special, festive touch. Match these fabulous green spots to your desired ambiance with your male escort: James

Cozy Up in a Traditional Paris Cafe or Brasserie

 

Traditional Parisian cafes offer plenty of heady romantic ambiance. Lean in over a cafe creme for an intimate conversation at one of these traditional cafe-brasseries. You can even pretend you’re De Beauvoir and Sartre (or some other famed couple of intellectuels sharing passion for ideas and for each other)…

☎ +33755186013   @ man.jean@yahoo.fr    🌐 https://escortboy.org


No-Strings Fun and Pleasure

No-Strings Fun and pleasure for Career-Minded Women who Turn to James, Male Escort in Paris.

It’s not just for men anymore. Women want an educated and fun gentleman to entertain them.

Sure, career-oriented women have less time for romance, but that doesn’t stop their desire for men. And in an environment where time is money, hooking up with an escort just might be the sensible thing to do. I mean, who really has time to hang out in a bar sipping cosmos watching the hours tick by in the hopes of a decent one-night stand? Not most. Thanks to a service aimed specifically at women, there’s no need to buy overpriced drinks in the hopes of landing some male companionship. Just rent a stud instead.

The escort site escortboy.org is offering the service of an independant french gentleman looking to please women. According to the site, “James is attentive, respectful and protective. James pay special attention to the client as if she is the only one that matters to him in the world, building a genuine rapport.”

Seriously, don’t roll your eyes. This is not a secretly gay escort site, according to owner and founder James, who says he’s constantly turning down male clients. “You can Google gay male escort and you’ll find hundreds,” says James. “I figured a woman would not want to hire a man that she thought was just with a man the night before, so I decided to make it exclusively for women.”

It wasn’t always easy, either. People had to adjust to the idea of women hiring men. It shouldn’t be a crazy concept, but it is. “I think it’s chauvinistic to say women aren’t able to, or can’t afford to, or as some would say, women don’t have the balls to do it,” says James. “It’s weird how it’s okay for a gay man to hire a gay guy, or for a man to hire a woman, but for a woman to hire a man, oh that’s gotta be fake, because they don’t want to accept it.”

Top 6 reasons women might prefer a male escort:

  • Satisfaction guaranteed – some hot dates can be incredibly selfish lovers but rest assured with an escort their job is to please (within reason, of course).
  • No need to fake it – SHHH… sometimes when it’s boring, faking it means it’ll be over sooner. (It’s our dirty little secret)
  • Because dating can be exhausting – establishing a new relationship can be time consuming and mentally taxing, so if you’d rather pay more attention to your blossoming career than a man, an escort might be the way to go.
  • One-night stands aren’t always as fun as they should be
  • Because sometimes a woman just wants to have sex, no strings attached – men can be just as clingy as women, wanting to follow up the sexy encounter with cuddles, kisses, and promises of dates you don’t want.
  • Safer than hooking up with a stranger – this guy has been pre-screened. Yay! Breathe a sigh of relief. You won’t have to worry about whether or not he has a violent past. James is a gentleman known on the business for many years with always full satsifaction for women safely and discreetly.

A gigolo who goes by the name of “James” has experienced a wide variety of female clients. He finds they come to him with assorted needs. One woman wanted to make her boyfriend jealous, and another was a burn victim with a body covered in scars that just wanted to feel beautiful. “I feel like I’m helping women out. Sometimes I feel more like a therapist than the stereotype of a male escort,” says James.

James describes himself as more of the “boyfriend experience.” And with regular clients that see him at least twice a month, relationships inevitably form. But while it feels personable, it is always professional. “A lot of people don’t understand why women would pay money for it,” says James. “At the end of the day, just like men, they want to be seen with someone attractive to validate them, make them feel better about themselves.”

Of course with this service, women aren’t paying for sex. That would be illegal. Women are paying for male companionship and whatever happens between two consenting adults on a paid date, well, that’s up to them. “When a client calls James, if they are requesting some sort of sexual service then, unfortunately, he cannot book that appointment. James is selling companionship. “Now if there is some sort of spark on that date then they’re not necessarily breaking any law. For example, if you hired a guy to clean your pool and while he was cleaning your pool you walked outside and thought he was hot and he liked you back. If you guys started kissing or something romantic happened, well, that’s not breaking the law, you contracted that guy to clean your pool. It’s not like you offered him money to have sex. Now that would be breaking the law.”

In the end, men and women aren’t that different. Sex is not a craving; it’s a biological need. And in today’s world, women aren’t too shy to make the first move, and want to be pleasured just as much as men do. And now they can be with James, the gentleman for demanding ladies.

Call me while you are in Paris: +33755186013 Text or Whatsapp to start.

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James’s mouth was devouring hers, his tongue teasing and tasting, thrusting and stroking, until her eyes crossed and her knees turned to jelly. Her hands reached up and tangled in the thin silk of his dress shirt. She needed him inside of her. Just a little while where she wouldn’t have to think.

Her hands slid down his arms to cup his ass as she pressed firmly against him. James moaned low in his throat, his hands pulling her even closer into the shelter of his body. She loved this feeling, the hardness of his cock, the feeling of his hands, the surprising softness of his skin everywhere else. Breaking away from his kiss, her fingers scrambled frantically at the buttons of his shirt.

But he stilled her, his hands finding hers, his thumb stroking the urgency from her fingers. He guided her slowly backward toward her bedroom. This was different than all the other experience she had before. It was just sex with a gentleman dedicated to her pleasure.

But as he lowered her to the bed, she knew better. This was everything she’d run from for years, everything she’d hidden from in the arms of friends and strangers alike. She knew she should protest, that she should push him away. But she simply didn’t have the energy to do so. Or the heart. For once, she wanted to let this gigolo make love to her.

James stretched out beside her, elbow bent, head resting on his upturned palm as he studied her. Those eyes had gone completely black, an intense heat burning deep inside of them. His desire was palpable and a shiver of excitement skittered up her spine. She licked her lips, and even she didn’t know if she did it to be provocative or because it was suddenly necessary.

His voice was soft, seductive. A silken whisper stroking along her skin. A velvet caress igniting every nerve ending in her body. It was a whisper, as confusion and excitement surged through her with every breath. His face was serious, focused exclusively on her. His body was hard, completely unyielding against the softness of her own. But it was his eyes, so full of hunger and desire and need for her and her alone that made her pulse quicken and her inner thighs grow wet.

He reached out, cupped her breast in his strong hands. Let his thumb run in light, seductive circles over the already aroused nipple. She arched against his hand, increasing the pressure, and she could have sworn she heard electricity crackle around them. That one simple touch seared through her, through veins and muscles and organs until she began to fear spontaneous combustion.

She moaned low in her throat and reached for James, pulling him over her, onto her, wanting to feel every inch of his body pressed against every inch of hers. The male escort stared at her out of eyes burning with need, studied her, watched her, waited for her.

Cupping his face in her hands, she looked deep into his eyes. She arched her back, spread her legs, tugged at him until his cock was pressed against her. She saw the moment he slipped the restraints he’d placed on himself, saw lust, raw and needy, explode within him at her words. Grasping the front of her dress in his strong hands, he shredded it from neckline to hem with one downward tug. She gasped as the cool air hit her hot body, arching her back, and he took one of her ripe, raspberry colored nipples in his mouth.

She screamed then, her hips moving restlessly against his, the muscles of her secret garden contracting again and again. She wanted more, needed more, but he held her there, pinned by his weight and suckled while her body caught fire. Each swipe of his tongue made her moan, each graze of his teeth took her higher and higher until she could think of nothing but him, desire nothing but his hot possession.

She was wet and slick, her thighs drenched and her clit aching for his touch. He ground his cock against her, once, twice, and she came, her body going off like a firecracker. He reached a hand to her other breast and squeezed the nipple tightly. The painful pleasure took her higher and she convulsed again, her orgasm going on and on. And still he wasn’t done tormenting her, tasting her, driving her completely mad.

His hands tugged at her hair until her mouth met his for one long, passion-drenched kiss. And then he was moving, his lips grazing across her cheek, stopping momentarily to blow on the sensitive spot behind her ear. He turned her onto her back, and stripped the ruined dress from her. Roughly. Deliberately. Then he leaned forward and bit the nape of her neck. And lit her up all over again.

She cried out, unable to stop the sound or the sobs of desire that then wracked her body, one after another. She arched against him, helped him settle more firmly between her thighs. He rewarded her with a sharp nibble along her spine while his hand crept around to her clit and began to stroke her firmly.

Every muscle in her body stretched tight and she rode his hand, too far gone to care that she was begging him with every movement she made, every sound she uttered. “Fuck me,” she demanded, burying her face in the sheets to stop herself from screaming. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” She didn’t care how desperate she sounded. She was desperate. He was going to kill her if he kept this up.

The male escort rolled her over, worked his way down her spine one teasing lick at a time. Without warning, his teeth sank into her ass, nipping her before his tongue soothed away the sting. Straddling her, he grabbed a wrist in each hand, spread eagling her before she knew what was happening, holding her in place while he explored every inch of her back.

He followed the line around until he found her, hotter and wetter than she’d ever been. He pulled her onto her knees and slid his hand under her to get better access to the slick, hidden folds, his fingers running back and forth against her slit over and over again. Dipping inside just enough to make her crazy, rubbing her inner lips just hard enough to have her gasping for breath and pressing back against him.

His tongue, his wicked, wonderful tongue darted out, caressing her inner folds again and again. She spread her legs wider, seeking something more, something deeper. With a groan, he clutched her ass and spread her legs as wide as possible, thrusting his tongue deep inside her.

She came instantly, screaming and bucking wildly against his mouth. He held her in place, his iron grip unbreakable as he continued to lick and suck her through the first climax and into a second before he relented.

Settling next to him with a low, satisfied moan, she was focused inward as aftershocks of incredible ecstasy continued to rack her body. Sweat gleamed on her brow as she sucked air into her oxygen deprived lungs and her hips moved restlessly against the bedspread, searching for James.

Her hand found his erection and she pumped gently as she ran her thumb back and forth over the tip. She leaned forward and took him in her mouth, savoring his low groan as much as the feel of him against her lips, in her mouth.

His hands fisted in her hair, anchoring her in place as she slid her tongue up and down the length of him. She glanced up and found him watching her, his hot eyes following her every movement as she slid her lips up and down his cock. She swirled her tongue around him before pausing, deliberately, to flick at the drop of moisture he couldn’t hold back.

She tried not to react as he ran a finger lightly down her cheek, treating her as if she was fragile, as if he feared breaking her.

Determined to beat back this rising tenderness for him, She took his entire cock in her mouth and encouraged the involuntary thrusting of his hips against her. Reaching beneath him, she grabbed his ass and held him to her as her teeth lightly scraped the underside of his cock.

He nearly shot off the bed, and she relished her ability to turn this strong man on. To turn him inside out and make him forget everything but how much he wanted her. Needed her.

But those were dangerous thoughts, so when he sat up abruptly and flipped her onto her back, she didn’t fight him.

Instead she looked into his passion glazed eyes and licked her lips, savoring the sweet and salty taste of him on her tongue. Sweat was trickling down his forehead and over his chest as he fought for control of his raging body. She loved knowing that she had pushed him right to the limits of his self-control.

She followed his directions, her eyes both wary and excited as he began arousing her all over again. His lips were everywhere at once her face, her breasts, the back of her knees, her shoulders, her ankles. Every place he touched caught fire and soon she was thrashing against him, as desperate for him as he seemed to be for her.

James reached a finger between her thighs, tested her readiness. Her eyes met his, clung, and she knew he saw the beginnings of trust there. Taking a deep breath, she tried to relax, to ignore the sudden nervous flutterings in her tummy. She was out of her element, out of control. Uncomfortable doing something she’d never done before with this man who was pushing for everything.

Taking a deep breath she reached for him, running a hand over the short, tight curls on his scalp. Her eyes met his and clung. As if he sensed her sudden uneasiness, he stopped for a moment and lightly kissed her cheek and the corner of her mouth.

James leaned down, blew against her clit and She jolted, her hips coming completely off the bed. He grinned, watching as she undulated against the sheets, desperate for release. Then he closed his mouth over her clit, sucking until she was at fever pitch. Her hands grasped the sheet greedily, her legs moved restlessly against him.

She’d never felt anything this intense before, never imagined that pleasure could be like this. Insidious, never-ending, taking her higher with every breath she drew. Orgasm beckoned, the ecstasy so intense that nothing else mattered. She couldn’t think, couldn’t worry, couldn’t control herself at all and she didn’t care. All that mattered was the pleasure, and the gentleman giving it to her with every move he made.

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The front of my trouser is tight, a clear bulge around my zipper. You bent over in front of your gentleman gigolo for demanding ladies or couples, letting me slowly pull down your lace panties who got wet.

I pull my male escort hard bone out ready for you. You can see my long erect hard cock bob up and down, its bare shaft slick with juices. Tou shift your elbows on the bed to reposition yourself.

I give you a light smack on the ass. I grab hold of your waist with both hands. I grab my dick and run it along the area between your dark hole and your delicate folds.

You moan and put your head down to the bed, relaxing yourself. I put my glistening cockhead up to your sphincter and push gently. The hole loosen, and I push harder, fitting the head inside. I began to push in and pull out of your ass, going deeper with each thrust.

You want your gentleman to put it your ass and you say : “Fuck my ass please Mr James ! I am your little slut and I want to please you”

I reach down between your thighs and begin rubbing your clit with furious circular motions, you are moaning the loudest I have heard yet.

Almost instinctively, you turn around and drop to your knees in front of me. You grab my throbbing cock and delicately touch the tip of your tongue to my glans.

You pull back leaving a long slimy trail between your cock and your tongue, all while looking intently into my eyes. The sight of it is enough for me to pump out a fresh batch of semen that trickle down the underside of my shaft.

You quickly envelop my burning cock with your mouth, catching the semen before it can drip to the ground. I groan as your tongue massage my highly sensitive dick, milking it of every last drop.

You begin removing my shirt while you remove my belt and unzip the crotch of my trouser. Your hands reach in to bring out my large erect cock glistening with precum. You unwrap the condom and slid it on me using your mouth. I hold your hair back as you come down on me.

You pull yourself off my cock and run your tongue along its round head. You are a good horny girl. I cut you off before you can finish. You see the way I look at your ass.

I practically bear a hole through the back of your skirt with my stares tonight. You know I want it. I want to put myself in your tight ass.

You push me back so you lay on the bed. You removed your pants and I removed your skirt and top. I crawled over and mounted him in reverse.

Your gigolo reach over to the drawer and pull out a bottle of lubricant. While straddling your stomach with your thighs, I douse my standing cock with the slick substance. The sight of my glistening cock make you quiver in anticipation. I am going to lube your ass next.

I turn around so that I am facing you and lean back against your knees as I prop them up. I raise your knees on each side so your ass will lift up to give me a good view.

I watch in delight as I drip lube down your tender folds to your anus, my finger massaging circles around the opening. I tease the outer rim, pushing inward softly with my fingers, loosening yourself up.

After a few moments I am able to fit my index finger in. I slid it in and out, changing the angle slightly as it enter and exit. It feels so good to you.

I stuck your ass in the air. I grab both cheeks with my hands spreading them open. My finger feel moist and the texture is rough. You moan at the sensation. I continue to massage the outer rim.

I am licking your ass and you like that. It feels so good, I continue pleasing you with my gentleman tongue in your ass, and your inhibitions are overruling. You relax and let me continue.

The licking of the outer rim drive you wild. I then straighten my tongue and work your way inside. My tongue tickle the sensitive nerve endings down, and I can feel your sphincter contract around it.

It feels incredible. Your head is swimming with pleasure. My hand reach down and start rubbing your clit. It feels so natural. You can feel a warm sensation building up in your loins.

The small sparks of electricity coming from your anus met with the charges firing from the nerve endings of your clit and rush through your legs and your spine, exiting out your fingers and toes.

The pressure am too much for me to hold back. I released. Tyoure am an explosion of fire between your thighs, radiating warmth throughout your body. The experience am short-lived and left me wanting more.

Your gigolo bring the head of my cock up to your ass and push. The muscles around the opening slowly relaxed, allowing me to slip the tip in.

it’s going in. The rest of me us going in smoothly from the copious amounts of lubrication. I grip your waist with an intensity I have never felt before and pull you toward me as I thrust forward.

You feel completely full with your male escort, like I am filling up your entire body. It is at first uncomfortable, but soon turn into waves of bliss. Each thrust come in at a different angle leaving no nerve untouch. My hand find its way back to your vagina and you begin to feel the familiar build up of fire and electricity once again.

You scream in the heat of the moment. Your grunts frow louder, more frequent and your thrusts more forceful. The wet suctioning sounds increase. I suddenly slap your right cheek with my hand. With both hands, I grab your pigtail and pull your head back bringing you up on all fours. The beast in me have been unleashed. You can feel my balls slap against your tender skin as I slam myself into your backside.

You are now standing up and pushing your head back down to the sheets. Instead of just using your hips to thrust, You are now putting your whole body into it. You can feel my weight coming down on you.

I am going deeper than ever before, and you are beginning to feel sensation in a spot on the front wall of your vagina as if I am hitting it with the head of your cock.

The feeling is surreal at first, but become intensely pleasurable. You close your eyes fantasizing a scenario in which you discover I secretly had two penises, and you are now feeling one in your ass and the other in your pussy.

It is so silly, but it somehow make the sensation feel more real. You stop massaging your clit and slip two fingers into your tunnel, twisting them in and out.

Your fingers can clearly feel my large cock pumping back and forth as if they are touching it directly. You massage my cock through the wall of muscle, feeling the bulge of the underside of your shaft. I howled at the massaging from your fingers. Drops of fluid landed on your back, eityour beads of sweat or tears of joy.

Your moaning grow louder as the pressure build up inside you. The warm sensation in your pussy grow to a fever pitch. My hands dig deeply into the skin of your hips as I let out a final moan. Both of our voices stop for a moment. All you can hear is the wet sloshing of my manhood drilling deep into you. Then one last thrust come to a halt deep inside.

We both come simultaneously. I continue for a few more thrusts before slumping over on the bed. Both of us are exhausted, our voices hoarse. You snuggle up beside me, and you put your arm around your gentleman male escort.

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Her Straight Gigolo Paris – France, lowered his head again and gave her left breast the same sort of attention, lavishing kisses on it, sucking the nipple, rolling his tongue around it as she lifted her hips again and again against him, unable to stop herself.

Her arousal was potent, sharp in its intensity. She felt everything he did to her all over her body. It was nervousness, of course, and the adrenaline rush that came with a brand-new partner after being with only one man in two years.

Her male escort rose up off her body, knelt over her hips and unzipped his pants. He lowered them and his black boxer briefs to his thighs. With one hand he stroked himself over her.

When he started to raise his pants up again—more teasing—she reached out and grabbed his wrists. James took her naked breasts in both of his hands and held them, squeezing them lightly and massaging them.

She couldn’t quite believe it. This was James from Paris, France ? The James, gigolo for demanding ladies of the city of love. He asked her to take her clothes off. Her male escort wanted to see her body. She was being to be the happiest woman on earth tonight. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen a man do in her life—pull down his pants to show her his hard french cock.

Her male escort was big enough to impress her, and he’d known it. She stretched out on her back again. James stood up off the bed but only long enough to finishing undressing. Pants off. Boxer briefs off. Wearing nothing but the slightest smile, he crawled back over her, took her wrists in his hands and pushed them over her head onto the bed.

She lay there, panting, aroused, scared in all the best ways to be scared, the ways people courted danger by skydiving and having sex with near-strangers. But this felt safe, too, safe as a roller coaster. Controlled fear.

James wasn’t a real stranger even if he seemed like it when he acted like this. She’d known him since she found his web site and read all the story of this male escort in Paris.

Her male escort cupped the back of her neck to lift her so he could unhook her bra and remove it completely. It ended up with his clothes on the floor. James unbuttoned the top button of her dress and he paused for a split second as if waiting for her to object.

She had no objections. None. Instead of raising an objection, she raised her hips, allowing him to slide her dress down her legs and off her.

When he started to peel her underwear off, she knew it was going to happen and she was happy about it. She wanted this. No fear, no nervousness, no guilt. Only pleasure. As it should be.

James pressed a kiss onto her stomach. She dug her hands in his hair—such soft hair—and sighed as his lips left a burning trail from hip to hip and then down and down a little more.

The gigolo for ladies kissed her upper thighs. He pushed her legs open. In one impressively smooth movement, James turned around, straddled her shoulders and dropped his head between her legs.

She lifted her head and took his cock into her mouth as he ran his tongue lightly up and down the seam of her vulva. Moaning, she opened her legs even wider for him and took more of him into her mouth.

She gripped the back of his thighs and found them hard as steel in her hands. And he was hard as steel between her lips. The only thing soft was the kiss he placed on her clit. A gentle kiss followed by a lick and another lick.

Her male escort spread her wider with his fingertips and licked her deeper inside. It felt so good she moaned, and since James’s cock was deep in her mouth he moaned, too. More of a groan than a moan. Whatever it was, James was pretty sure she’d never heard a man make a sound that sexy and sensual.

As she sucked him, she ran her hands up and down the backs of his legs, grabbing his ass a few times to playfully distract him and to drag him down closer to her. Her male escort got the hint and started pushing his hips in and out, fucking her mouth.

Her gigolo didn’t go too hard or too fast, didn’t choke her with his cock, which she appreciated. He was careful even as he went down on her, taking his time, teasing her with kisses and making her work for more by spreading wider for him and pulling her knees up to her chest.

He caressed her wet open body with his fingertips. She could feel it as he massaged her inner labia, opening them up, and circling her secret garden over and over again.

Her gigolo pushed one finger into her and her hips came off the bed in embarrassing eagerness for more. He pushed in a second finger and licked her clitoris again.

James climbed off her and stretched out along the side of her body. He fondled her breasts, shaking his head the whole time. He slid between her legs again and opened her up for him.

Once more he pushed two fingers inside of her, easing them in and out and around the warm, wet interior of her body as he licked her and sucked her and kissed her and finger-fucked her. She was awash in pleasure, in that sort of soft liquid pleasure that suffuses the stomach and back and hips all at once and makes the thighs tense and quiver and fingers clutch at the sheets. That sort of pleasure.

She was going to come and soon and hard and on his mouth. James’s head fell back and her shoulders came off the bed again. Sweat beaded on her forehead, and she dug her heels into the mattress as James brought her to the pinnacle of pleasure and left her there as he slowed down, eased up the pressure to draw it out a little longer…a little longer…

Her gigolo stopped licking her and just used his fingers inside her. She’d been close to coming and now the urge faded, but only slightly. He hadn’t been kidding about wanting to drag the sex out as long as possible. He brought her almost to coming again and she could have screamed and would have if it didn’t feel so good getting there and back again.

He wrapped his lips around her clitoris and sucked it and licked it as once more he brought her to the edge of climaxing. She lifted her head off the bed and watched him as he kissed her. His eyes were closed and he looked intent on his work and yet…sublime. This was not a man who went down on her begrudgingly or only to get a blow job out of her. This was a man who loved doing what he was doing and it showed.

With both hands, James spread her wet folds open and with the flat of his tongue lapped at her clitoris in long slow licks that turned into short fast licks until she was frozen on the bed, paralyzed but with the sharpest, most intense sensation of pleasure she could remember feeling in all her life.

And it went on and on, waves of it hitting her like ocean waves. Not gently, but hard, knocking her under, slamming the breath out of her. Her hips bucked and her vagina contracted on James’s fingers. She did scream his name when an amazing orgasm blow her mind totally as she reached cloud nine.

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10 signs that you need sex
Despite many medical visits, you have not found words to explain your distress?

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Whether you are single or a couple, the lack of sex is easily identified and reveals many things. Here are the 10 signs that prove you are concerned.

And here’s the solution to your need for pleasure.

1) You are in a bad mood

When we make love, we release endorphins, hormones of well-being, in large quantities. Result, as at the end of a sports session, we are relieved of all tensions and boosted moral level.

Conversely, when you miss sex, you are easily irritable and anxious. We take the head for nothing and we look for the little beast with his entourage.

You must have heard “you should give yourself some legs in the air, it would relax you a little! ” Everything is explained…

I am here for this kind of occasion. I am available quickly. I am a trustworthy person. Your safety is the most important thing for me.

2) You have physical pain

Sex is like sport. It allows you to relax and release muscle tension. But when it starts to take a long time we have not made love, we feel it physically!

We have a bad neck, back, lack of energy … In short, nothing goes. To compensate, play sports with a gentleman escort boy like me to release endorphins. You will feel better!

3) You suffer from insomnia

During orgasm, we release a maximum of oxytocin and endorphins, hormones of well-being. Result: we sleep like a baby right after.

If you suffer from insomnia, it is because you do not have the calming effect of these hormones. You know what you have to do to benefit from this natural sleeping aid!

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4) You only think about it

A word, an advertisement, a gesture, a look … You see sexual connotations everywhere. During the day, you find yourself thinking about sex. At night, you have very hot erotic dreams.

Besides, you love watching pornographic movies to stimulate our imagination and accentuate your orgasms. As for sex toys, nothing replaces a man who takes you in his arms and possesses you manly.

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5) You have gained weight

When we make love, all our muscles are solicited. Those of the pelvis, thighs, buttocks, belly. Result: we burn a maximum of calories and we get muscle.

If you have grown since you are less sexually active then you have not changed your eating habits, you have your explanation!

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6) You have pimple

When we make love, we sweat. And that says perspiration said evacuation of toxins and consequently regulation of sebum. In other words, making love gives a beautiful skin.

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7) You are stressed

When we make love, we release a maximum of endorphins and dopamine, hormones of well-being. An explosive cocktail of super hormones that allow you to relax and release tension.

Beyond the environment in which you live and the hygiene of life which is yours, know that you would be much more relaxed if you had a sexuality blooming.

8) You doubt your charm

Single since a long time or in a relationship for years, the problem is the same: no one touches you.

As a result, you begin to doubt your charm. You think that, finally, if nobody wants you, it’s because you’re not as desirable as before.

Stop there! This is absolutely wrong. It is precisely because you lack confidence in yourself that you are not attracting anyone. Contact me to understand and settle what’s wrong with you.

9) You feel alone

Not having sex leads to a deep sense of loneliness. Of course, the body secretes fewer endorphins, hormones of well-being, and more cortisol, stress hormones.

As a result, we tend to isolate ourselves socially, to feel depressed and to no longer want to leave home.

Be careful because this feeling of loneliness can lead to things that you would regret later: calling an ex or having sex with a close friend for example …

10) Activate your radar

At the moment, you have energy to spare. You are on the lookout for all the beautiful males who pass in front of you. As soon as you see one that pleases you, you put all the chances on your side to seduce him.

You display your most beautiful smile, you wiggle a lock of hair in your fingers … And you launch suggestive looks.

But despite all your efforts, it is sometimes difficult to find a real gentleman who can meet your sex needs.

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I am at your disposal to help you meet your needs. Make an appointment in the morning, day, evening or night. I will do everything I can to help you feel better.

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