Some other madness for money.

One of the many crazy things I did once upon a time when my financial crisis was critical to the point where I almost ended up on the street due to rent. And to earn some money during those times, I would upload live videos undressing and touching myself to earn money, but always making sure not to show my face until one day, a gentleman contacted me through private chat with a direct proposal without beating around the bush, saying he wanted to have a sexual encounter with me for money. I told him no thanks, but he insisted that I could set the conditions and it could even be in a hotel room in the center and I could bring protection (pepper spray or something like that). I was halfway convinced, but I still refused his request until he made a more specific proposal. He wanted me to undress only in front of him while he masturbated and that's all, and he would pay me very well, the money he proposed would cover almost three months' rent, and after thinking about it for a few days, I accepted the proposal. I prepared myself, waxed, brought sexy lingerie, as well as a razor and pepper spray that I always carried with me. I arrived at the hotel nervous, trembling my hands and even praying that nothing bad would happen, knocked on the door and was greeted by an elderly man around 60 years old, dark-skinned and with a Peruvian accent. The gentleman was kind and gave me the money and told me I could start whenever I wanted. He sat down on one side of the bed as I went undressing sensually, he would take his penis out of his pants and masturbate, when I finished, I started getting dressed again, when the gentleman asked if I wanted more cash, I was still dressing and told him I didn't know, and he offered me the same amount just for letting him touch me naked while he touched himself. I hesitated, but he doubled the offer and I hesitated, but said that if I did that, I would have to hold pepper spray in my hand, he accepted. Almost immediately I think his fever wasn't letting him think well, ye undressed and went to get the spray, the gentleman sat back down on the bed, pulled out his penis and I stood in front of him close enough for him to touch me but not so close that he would rub against my penis or grab me. The gentleman touched everything, from the breasts, abdomen, vagina, legs, and buttocks, touched and handled whatever he wanted, and when he finally came, left a puddle on the floor, when he was satisfied he gave me money, I got dressed and left, the gentleman thanked me and told me he would contact me again, but I made it clear that this was just once and I wouldn't do it again, and although he insisted, I told him a lie so he wouldn't insist anymore, and the gentleman believed the lie, and never knew about me again. And well, even though I'm not proud of what I did at least I could pay my debts and take a course to open up my nail salon business.

Att: The Nail Technician

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