We’ve all had a hectic week… Tonight take it easy, go to bed early, and Power Up! And if you get to do so curled up with a babe, well, more power to ya.

This dirty bella donna’s in need of a bath! She’s got a sultry smile and plenty of curve… luckily she’s also got a gallant group of gentleman suitors ready to clean her up with a colossal cum shower.

Just yesterday we were appreciating the fine art of fingerbanging to squirtitude, extolling the handy efforts of the one who bangs. Now, courtesy of our friends Lilyanne and Max, we get to revel in the glory that is orgasm in deluge form. But for this lady you might need a raincoat, wellies, and, hell, some goggles and a life raft too, because she’s got us riding hard, fast, and soaked-through on the currents of love.

Tiffini Truth by Ellen Stagg.

Depraved British director Tanya Hyde whisks us back to Edwardian England for a three-way involving a paralyzed safari-going lord, his African manservant, and juicy maid Anissa Kate.

The last time we saw Bar Refaeli, she was selling us on the joys of men’s underwear…by taking a bath. We’re not a hundred percent sure what this latest photo shoot is about–but we do know that we like her current get up very, very much.

Not many people know this, but Superman is actually one of the most influential figures in modern fashion. It was his love of X-ray vision that inspired generation after generation of designer to utilize translucent fabrics that give both wearer and watcher the feeling of possessing superhuman sight. Yes, you can say that he was quite the visionary.

No, we’re not talking about polishing our twenty-two inch rims, we’re talking about… You know, forget it. Here’s Miley Cyrus looking slightly uncomfortable in a dark bathtub. She’s beautiful, and we love the intense amount of side- and underboob going on, but her body position reminds us of senior portrait day. (That’s not a bad thing though. We looked so fly for senior portrait day. Good memories.

It was the illustrious modern poets of Three 6 Mafia who said, “Yeah, I love having sex/ But I’d rather get some head”. It’s hard to argue with that philosophy when you’ve got a bangin’ babe who’ll perform a little striptease and do some sensual breast-stroking while she gets down to business. And you don’t have to do anything but lean back, relax, and enjoy the show. (And maybe grab a handful of boob now and again).

“Why you coming home at five in the morn’? Something’s going on. Can I smell your dick? Don’t play me like a fool, because that ain’t cool. So, what you need to do is let me smell your dick.” Those are some true words right there, from Riskay’s mouth to the ears of millions of scorned lovers. Today, in “Girlfriends Get Even 2,” we’ll find out how five pornstars handle positive results from a dick-smelling test.

Meet Lauren WK, a New Jersey-born glamour model with a heart of gold. When we first saw her name, we thought she was a relative (or at least a spiritual disciple) of Andrew WK, but it isn’t so. She is, however, the girlfriend of one of our favorite male pornstars, Chad Alva. He’s cute, she’s cute, and now we can imagine them being cute together. One thing we don’t have to imagine: what Lauren’s boobs look like!

What a treat! Miranda Kerr is just hanging out completely naked, lightly oiled, smiling her fine ass off, and showing us some neat parts of her body. It’s not everyday that one of our favorite celebrity supermodels does something like this, so when it happens, we like to celebrate by popping a bottle of champagne and pouring it all over ourselves like we’re every character in a rap video.

Well, even before that….

I love how you look. I love how your clothes draw my eyes between your legs.

It’s not possible to look at you and not to imagine your panties pressing against your pussy, absorbing your wetness, standing between your cunt and your clothes and even after I tear your clothes off, between your cunt and me.

Are you tired of watching the Olympics yet? It’s fine if you are; even the most sports-obsessed among us grows weary of watching long rowing races in which one team takes the lead and holds it for ten minutes. You probably want to watch something else, but you feel unpatriotic if you don’t keep up with the international sports scene. We’re here to help. How about some sports movies that go heavy on the skin?

“If you don’t use the word knickers in this post, you are dead to me,” said one Fleshbot employee to another. “Let’s not bicker!” said the other, pouring a couple glasses of corn liquor (which gets you drunk quicker). They then traded stickers, put pictures on Flickr, and felt warmed from their toes to their tickers.

This is especially true when it comes to babes of Shay Ryan’s caliber. She’s pale as alabaster, like a naked porcelain doll. She should never be allowed to wear any kind of panties ever — the chance for any tanlines to show is too frightening.

Ever wonder how Emma Watson unwinds? Well, based on these pictures, we now know that she likes to chill at her place in the Hamptons and park herself on the balcony in her underwear with a good book. Sounds like the life, doesn’t it? Unfortunately, she has to deal with voyeurs like us who stroll by and need to know what book she’s reading.

She fastens her grip around two low branches, he digs his heel into the ground, and then they start humping the life out of each other. It’s hot, it’s wild, the leaves tickle his toes, and you can practically hear the spirit of the forest say, “Daaaaamn, ya’ll!” This is clearly an awesome sex scene, yet all we can think about is how much dirt is getting plugged up his behind. We’re no fun.