We mistakenly interpreted this as National Splooge Day, but that wouldn’t make it any different than all other days. So, we’ll combine these two celebrations and make it a splurging in splooge kind of day — that sounds nice.
Poised above the gently lapping tongue of a babe — we can imagine no finer place for a set of nuts. Especially when just beyond that industrious tongue lies a pair of lavish breasts, the perfect place for balls to spew their loving load in a gush of perfect ecstasy.
What is Bobbi Starr trying to tell us? Does the spark of pleasure show in her gaze, or has her body shut down everything but the ability to feel Manuel Ferrara’s dick pounding away at her pussy? Does she register the waves flowing up her body, ass to back to neck? Do you? Because to be honest, we get distracted by her butt sometimes and then we lose focus on what we’re writing about. Oh yeah! Bobbi’s eyes. They’re pretty!
Can Danny D., an affable Brit blessed with a huge schlong, hope to sell a straight porn movie based on his name recognition? No. But he should. (Porn is Unfair.)
If there’s one thing we’ve learned from watching Elijah Wood eat spaghetti off of Leonor Watling’s fantastic boobs, it’s that people cannot resist putting their mouths upon Leonor Watling’s fantastic boobs. You can use them as a plate, you can enjoy them on their own, it does not matter. However, the gentleman in this movie only puts his mouth on her stomach and ass. What’s up with that?
Although we normally focus on images of real fleshy humans poking each other with their genitals and such, we find a good piece of art to be just as arousing as anything else. That’s why we love Filthy Figments, a neat little paysite that features some of the hottest, strangest, and most beautifully illustrated erotic comics we’ve ever come across. (And all of the artists are ladies!)
Well, it seems a certain Fleshbot editrix isn’t the only one to appreciate the joys of a good champagne facial: photographer Kirill likes them so much, he’s devoted an entire Tumblr to photos of beautiful women taking a
hot, messy load cold, frothy shot in the face.
We’re all striving for the American dream: 2.5 kids, a dog, a house with a white picket fence and underground sex den where your favorite bemasked carnal adventurers can congregate to bang the shit out of your wife. It’s so heartening when dreams become reality.
Cathy Heaven and a few of her Europorn pals have been feeling lousy recently, and when one of them suggested they might be allergic to ass, they all decided to try going booty-free for a while. Unfortunately, that just made them feel worse. Now they’re playing with butts again, and they’ve doubled their intake to make up for lost time (and lost nutrients–you need those ass nutrients)!
Accidental concert nudity is perhaps our favorite type of public nudity. It’s as if the performer is so passionately singing, dancing, and connecting with the crowd that her heart swells, thus making a boob rise up and escape the tyrannical clothing.
Emma Thompson hasn’t done a topless scene in years, and we were starting to think we’d never see her beautiful breasts ever again. But thanks to the crackerjack work of some paparazzi, we’ve got a glimpse of her changing on the set of “Love Punch.” We’re pretty sure this footage isn’t actually a part of the movie…but man, wouldn’t it be fun if it was?
There is at least one glaring disadvantage to anonymously e-mailing sexual dares to a real-life acquaintance: when she comes back and blows your mind with her erotic mastery, you may find yourself unable to think of anything else for days on end.
We’ve seen some wild stuff from “Femme Fatales” in the past–murders, complicated assassination plots, bank robberies, cunnilingus that brainwashes people (metaphorically)–but now it appears that fly females have the ability to teleport like Nightcrawler. Is it safe to have sex with a women who materialized from a cloud of lightning and fire? While we’re asking, is it safe to have sex with Nightcrawler?
It’s not really an apron, but we couldn’t think of a better term for her top. Should we call it a halter? A frock? A smock? Whatever it is, it certainly brings out Abbey’s sexy back muscles (as well as a ridiculous amount of sideboob).
You know how when you go into a bathroom without pants on and the hot lesbian bathroom attendants get driven wild by your sexy ass, you usually end up straddling the sink in an erotic threesome? Yeah, apparently we’ve been going into the wrong bathrooms…
We’ve already seen video footage of Sofia strutting her fleshy stuff on a rooftop, so we know what’s going on here, but whenever we see someone standing in front of a brick wall, we can’t help but wonder how good of a jokesmith they are. Unfortunately, you only get jokes or boobs, not both; that’s how life works.
The best part about having a stalker with big boobs is simply that: she has big boobs and she’s going to use them to get into your heart. But there’s more to Sophie Rundle than her heavy rack; there’s a sweetness that comes from a complete lack of boundaries and manifests itself as breaking and entering and topless cookie baking. How can Matt LeBlanc say no to that?