My first callboy - man, was I peeping tom

I did some research on the internet because I wanted to have a professional come to me. One that would satisfy me completely, without a lot of back and forth. There was already a large selection and one in particular caught my eye. I'll see if he delivers what he promises. His advert text was already quite appealing. I look at my watch, but apparently he's running late. So what the hell, I'll just start spoiling my pussy without him. I've left my front door open so that he can get to me quicker. And now he's standing in front of me in all his splendour. Wow, what a piece. I'll take care of that right now. But then I want him to do the same to me. What do you think, did he do a good job?