Workaholics Day Edition
Working hard is great and all… But we’re sure you could use a break.
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Politeness goes a long way in this world, but, in our experience, this doesn’t usually extend to the realm of butt-fucking. However, we’re all about expanding our horizons. If a lady gently asks us to come for her, baby, well, we’ll do it.
She brought the lube, the lights, and the enormous breasts, so she shouldn’t have to tire her back out by slamming those awesome orbs down around his dong. He recognizes, and he has no problem putting his pelvis to work for the pleasure–nay, the honor–of banging betwixt those tits. This relationship has serious longevity; we wish them many joyful years of divided labors and shared happiness.
If a summer goes by, and it doesn’t involve a glimpse at Eva Amurri’s sweet cleavage, can it really be said to have been a summer? Thankfully, we can leave this philosophical query to the, ahem, philosophers, because we’ve got ourselves a hot photo of Ms. Amurri, and our summer is most definitely in full swing.
We know you like her nipples, too, Terry. You took two close-up pictures of those puffy little so-and-sos and your heart probably sings every time you look at them. We know her name is Robyn, but that’s all we know. Aren’t you going to introduce us, Terry? Where are your manners?
It’s lovely to come inside one’s lady, yes, but it’s sort of a detriment to the glorious flight of cum possible with every solid orgasm. We can only enjoy an inner-nut through peeping the remnants of a creampie… But we may as well let our eyes in on the action with streaks of cum adorning a naked, ball-licking body.
Students these days are stressing so hard that they end up with OCD and ADHD and other wack acronyms weighing their brains down, and we think someone needs to tell them, “Yo, youths between the ages of eighteen and twenty-six, you should skip school today and have a lot of anal sex with Mark Ashley. You will learn nothing save for the unique joys that come from awakening the delicate nerves of your ass.”
What is it about Asian babes that really gets people going? Is it the mystery, the intrigue, the taste of the exotic? Or the silky smooth skin, dark hair, dusky nipples, image of a tight and proper pussy and a penchant for squealing? For us, it’s all of the above.
We went on a date once. It was before the blog, but after the invention of the “Nick” for whom “N” stands. We liked one another, but, for various reasons, it wasn’t meant to be. And then, two weeks ago, she sent me a message, about how she had discovered my blog, put two and two together, and, she wrote, “and of course now i want to suck your cock.”
Oh, she’s a cutie, but don’t let her glasses and easy smile fool you; Sinn Sage goes hard. For example, she had a snowboarding accident that called for brain surgery and a medically-induced coma, and then she came right back into the adult industry and did some crazy nasty stuff with Belladonna. We love this gal!
Jane Krakowski: so very fine. She’s forty-three, a certified MILF, a hilarious comedian, a Tony-winning actor, and she’s got great taste in panties. It’s not like we would’ve been disappointed to discover her wearing undies of a boring color, but ooh, these panties right here seem sooo fitting. They’re vermillion!
Hanging out in the waiting room of the doctor’s office wouldn’t normally top our list of preferred activities for the day. But — if the doctors on the other side were two babes who were clamoring to give us a full body examination, well, our wait would give way to panty-dripping anticipation of the horniest sort.
We wake up, we scour the internet for things to write about, and we know that we’re going to be seeing a lot of titties. However, we never know what’s going to catch our eye, what will stick with us for days, what we’ll fantasize about, and that’s what makes
She has an incurable disease, he has strange and deadly superpowers, and rather than doing something corny like teaming up to fight crime, they just have sex. Then again, they might end up battling evil-doers when they’re done banging; that’s what happened with the Justice League.