Kesha sets pulses racing as she strips off and flashes her cleavage in raunchy bathroom snaps
The Tik Tok hitmaker, 38, took to Instagram on Tuesday to share a raunchy message with fans.
Posting a mirror selfie, Kesha could be seen wearing just a towel with her whole back exposed, as she appeared to have just got out of the shower with her hair wet.
She captioned the snap: 'US leg of t**s out might be over… but t**s will be out forever.'
In a post from several days before, Kesha posted yet another even racier selfie wearing just a towel.
This time Kesha draped a towel over shoulder as she put on a busty display with her cleavage and toned torso on display.
Earlier this year Kesha made an X-rated sex confession as she confirmed her romance with health-tech entrepreneur Michael Gilvary.
The singer, who has been linked to the handsome businessman for a year, made a racy remark to TMZ when asked about their romance,
Kesha cheekily retorted: 'We're not dating. I'm just using him for sex.'
Kesha was previously linked to movie producer Riccardo Maddalosso in October 2023, but she reportedly got dumped by him for not inviting him to a party with Taylor Swift.
The Tik Tok hitmaker went on to reveal on X what she wanted going forward.
'I mostly want a sugar daddy. I just never had one,' she wrote.
In July 2024, Kesha was spotted with a sign that said 'I'm Single' during a night out in West Hollywood.
Not long after she was spotted twice with Gilvary.
They were seen dining at celeb-favorite Giorgio Baldi in Santa Monica and stocking up on the essentials at a Whole Foods.
Gilvary's LinkedIn page reveals he is an investor, entrepreneur and adviser with experience in healthcare, entertainment and consumer retail markets.
He's the co-founder of health tech company AION – a pioneering company that led the advancements in wearable technology for patient care.
Michael is also a professor at the Baruch School of Entrepreneurship, where he teaches entrepreneurship, strategy and management courses.
He's currently a Managing Partner at The Ember Company.
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