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Needless to say it eventually came right down to the very same thing, s-e-x, an outlet for the lonely, wanking themselves off to the clips of Tracey or some of the other young ladies taking it anally, orally or even vaginally for which the unquestionably grateful punters given money for his lavish lifestyle. He had an eight bedroom property in London with twelve acres of land, a vintage Bugatti as well as Jaguar XK 120, his darling Porsche, and of course most the girls he craved. If none of his starlets were available to shake off their knickers or suck his manhood there was always the finest of the escorts in the book at his beck and call. He liked to watch a pair of girls, one being fu-cked with a strap-on dil-do.