She drifted into a job where she learnt the skills of a hairdresser and beautician. She worked for a while in a boutique, but hated the nine to five w...rk ethic. By chance a client mentioned that she worked for a music venue and asked if Kelly was interested in earning some extra money working the occasional evening backstage, applying and removing the makeup for female artists appearing in concert.Kelly jumped on the offer, as well as the money it had the benefit of getting her backstage at the. If you don't mind, I'd like you join you?"I watched as he moved closer to be and tried to stand below the shower. The flow in the shower was not enough to accommodate both of us. Realizing that, he put his arms around my naked hips and pulled me into him. I felt his rigid cock nudging into my pubic region."I don't think we had any other option mom." He whispered into my ear. "We got to bathe like this only."I felt his hot breath over my shoulder, as he touched my ear with his lips. Slowly, he. He carried her to the leather recliner. Lowering her onto the soft leather, he did not miss a beat with his smooth thrusts. Her double-crossing body responded to his animalist fucking. “You’re about to cum aren’t you, you horny little slut?” He whispered as he cruelly twisted a nipple. “You’re going cream all over my cock and my favorite leather chair. What did you think you were going to get? I don’t beg for what’s mine. This is mine,” he said driving himself deeper into her, “and so is. No advertising, no sign. It was word of mouth and reference. You literally had to meet a current 'member', and then he put ur name on the 'list' to get in the door. They called it simply—the leather bar.Yup lots of dudes dressed up in motorcycle jackets, chaps, chest harness, cock rings—you get the pic. To me that was just a bunch of drag—not really 'into it' I would show up in a tite pair of 501's. Black leather work boots, and a belt. That was it. I had plenty to show off without the need of.