Caca happens if & when it does what are you prepared to do, or consent too?  

If I die in an erotic encounter. I hope I produced a mega load of semen and Picasso shit the walls. Otherwise the whore who I was with didn’t do a good job.

but in a different way. If a guy dies in a whorehouse, obviously the EMT must be called. That will likely attract the police, then What? Does the house get busted? Do all other providers and customers flee before the EMT's get there? Everyone running off sounds illegal as well. Chaos...  
It sounds like it would be a good scene in a movie.

the default option is to provide life-saving actions if it is feasible.  I'd rather explain my way out of a divorce after recuperating in the hospital than pushing up daisies for eternity.

.... I have a do not resuscitate order in it.  Might as well go out with my boots on!

who had a guy have some sort of cerebral incident during a session. She called 911 and stayed with him until the ambulance came.
Later on we were at a M&G and she introduced him to me as "Stroke Guy."
He laughed.
PS: He was fine.

Keep me breathing!

... if you have a body in your trunk right now?

I know the escort that was with him that night.  

I’m regards to this question, I have wondered:

I hope you don't do a Ernestine Drake on me...Look it up.
Wonder if Ernestine Drake gave him an 8 clap before he croaked...lol.

although it's pretty well managed at this stage. Little bit of a cardiac event last year. But I'm in good shape now, stress aside. So chances are low. But in the event of, I consent to anything except butt play. No but seriously I'd hope she'd do whatever is necessary and she's capable of. I'd hope she wouldn't hesitate to call 911 out of fear of legal issues.  

Agreed. Even my wife would agree. Sex ended a long time ago between us, but she would prefer having access to my full pension rather than a partial pension for widows.

".. I wanna go with a woman on her back."

For awhile now, I’ve had this dream of an earthquake hitting while I’m with a provider, and it’s so strong that the building next door collapses.  The young lady and I are in the throes of passion so buck naked. We run out of the room that way and of course everyone else in the building is running for cover. I always thought it would be a good scene in a movie, particularly if I run into someone I know who’s also escaping the building. Now I’m thinking it would be more interesting if either me or the girl were injured.  
Anyway, I digress. Call the EMTs please. I’ve got mountains to climb in this world. I will do the same for you.

A provider in Dallas had a client die from a heart attack while she was on top right in the middle of doing it.   They guy was a judge and married.  She had to call 911 so she told them, the hotel and the police she was his mistress and was there when the police called his wife.  Ficked her up mentally and she never was the same so she retired a few weeks later.

Farley committed suicide by drugs/alcohol/food.  The escort was just in the vicinity when it happened. Yeah, his family can't accept his responsibility, he was just a naive widdle boy, pure as the driven snow.  In reality he was in and out of rehab, telling the rehab on his last day he couldn't wait to get high.  The day he died had enough alcohol and narcotics in his system to kill an elephant ... a particularly apt description of his body mass.  When the escort left, he was passed out on the floor.  She had no more reason to assume he was dying than any other passed out drunk.  But yeah, it was the hooker's fault.

I wouldn’t let someone die. I would bite the bullet and do the CPR even if we were doing naughty acts.

Never said nor insinuated it was the hookers fault.  

We can come up with some credible story for when you call the ambulance afterwards. “Doc, I was just rubbing one out in my hotel room when the big one hit and this beautiful young woman heard me hit the floor, kicked in the door and rescued me.”

If you already paid her, she'll be fine.

Do you carry one with you?