I Love Fucking For Money—ask Me Anything
It started when I was younger and my older brother would have friends over. Little did he know a lot of them ended up paying me for blowjobs and handjobs. I became very good at it very fast. Kind of ashamed of this one but even my cousin used my "services" once. I was probably the richest girl in class because I ended up sugaring all the way through hs and college. College was great, lots of guys after me but fucking for free felt wrong, like I was getting scammed. Some girls were catty when they found out, but shut up quick when I was the only one showing up with designer bags and j*welry every lecture. My best asset is my body and face, and you better believe I take good care of it. It takes a lot of effort, dedication and money to look this good—and it'll cost you if you want to touch the goods. That's my motto.
26 and I still don't have a boyfriend but I've been on (and fucked in) million dollar yachts in Dubai, private ski clubs in Switzerland and hotel room overlooking the Eiffel Tower. You guys are free to judge me and call me a whore but the truth is sex doesn't feel good for me unless money is involved. My ideal situation would be to eventually settle down with a very very rich, older man, be his arm candy and keep him satisfied. A live-in, high class escort-wife, if you will.
Please ask me questions if there are any, and I'll respond in my next confession
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Kaching / March 16, 2025