The craving in her pussy was now too much for Kelly to resist, in one movement she straddled the pole and began to rub herself up against the metal sh...ft. Kelly’s mind was too far gone, too full of pleasure and happiness to worry about her own modesty. The bell rang to signal that three minutes were up but this was no longer about the audience or the competition or even the judges, she was doing this for Kelly… and she loved it. Working and grinding away at the pole with the audience cheering. We'd go to the shows, where I met her friends and confederates, then go back to her place and fuck like minks.As besotted with her as I was, it was close to the same with her. I'm not sure what she saw in me, maybe a young stud who could fuck her all night or maybe a young kid she could manipulate. But whatever it was, she told me frequently that she'd never met anyone who made her feel like I did.Who knows? Maybe she really meant it. Or maybe she just wanted a young guy to work her magic on,. He dropped to his knees in front of her and his hands reached out. The butterflies in her tummy blossomed into flight, as his hands clasped her knees before sliding higher up the inner thighs, pushing her legs apart. His hands were so different from the hands of Ngorro. They had been soft pudgy, though they had felt strangely magical as they caressed her. The hands of the bodyguard were hard, calloused rough hands, and they felt entirely different, but just as exciting. They were a man's hands,. A half hour later the girls joined me. They had obviously taken a shower because their hair was still damp and both of them had dressed in some of their newly purchased clothing and did they ever look fantastic.'You two can't go out looking like that!" I said forcing authority into my voice."Why not?" Vicky asked with concern as both girls looked down at what they were wearing trying to puzzle out what I found unsuitable."Because," I responded, "we're in Hollywood, and if you two go out looking.