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My Sugar Daddy John used to breeze into town a couple of times per year when he was on a break from his company in Dubai. We had tried having a decent relationship, but his job always called him out of town, and I was busy working for charlotte escorts. In the end, he kind of became my unofficial sexy Sugar Daddy who brought me back exciting things from Dubai. However, like I used to say to the girls at London escorts, the most exciting thing he brought me back, was himself.

Most of the time, John used to turn up out of the blue. Sometimes I was just finishing my shift at charlotte escorts, when he sent me a text and told me that he was in town. If I was doing something with the girls at charlotte escorts after that shift, I always used to cry wolf and go out with John instead. He used to take me out for dinner, and then come up with the sexiest things to do. John had this thing about having sex in public places and he knew that I liked it.

The other girls at charlotte escorts often wondered what was so exciting about John apart from all of the great presents that he used to give me. One day, one of my colleagues at London escorts really pushed me and I ended up spilling the beans on John. Yes, he was exciting because he used to dare to do what was different and that is what turned me on. My friend could hardly believe it when I told her that we used to have sex on many of London’s bridges. She thought that we both sounded a bit kinky.

I guess to most people my sexual relationship with John was a bit kinky. It is not always you meet a guy who you really click with sexually. I have met a lot of interesting gentlemen at London escorts but none of them have been as “creative” as John. He had that sort of touch that could really get you going, and he was like a tonic after a long shift with London escorts. Once we even had sex in a bathroom at the Shangri-La hotel in London. I don’t know if you know the bathrooms at the Shangri-La but many of them are overlooked by the hotel room above. Like John said, we probably turned a few heads that night with me leaning over the bath and him thrusting in to me from behind.

Why am I speaking about my adventures with John in past tense? Well, it has been over s year since I have seen John. He met this really nice girl out in Dubai, and they ended up getting married. I do miss him, but I have a sneaky feeling that I may just get a text message from him one day when I am on duty with London escorts. It will say something like “do you want to play”? Of course, I want to play and if you are reading this John, I am ready to play any time that you like.