“Do you remember Linda, an English businesswoman in her forties? You seem to really hit it off with English businesswomen. She had your services last time she was in town around a year ago. She wants to have you again,” my agent Susan told me over the phone. Are you free on Friday night?”
I am Nico, in my late twenties, 72 inches tall, 168 pounds, a toned, fit body and genetically lucky to possess a large, thick c**k, ten-inches when erect. I live in Sydney, Australia and used to moonlight as a gigolo or male escort.
That was before Susan asked me to work for her ‘exclusive agency’. “We have a wide-ranging client list, males and females, and lots of constant work,” she told me as she auditioned me. “And we provide for some very kinky people, even famous people with lots of s****l fetishe
