One day, we saw Cindy Starfall playing with some big toys. The next day, we saw her confidently slide down Mandingo’s massive pole. A few hours after that, we admired the way come dribbles down her chest. Where did this girl come from and why are we suddenly so captivated by her? Stay tuned for many more questions–and very few answers–in this week’s Field Guide!
Because who doesn’t love a nice nipple? Especially when that nipple sits atop a breast that nears the peak of perfection? We’d say that all we’d need to be satisfied in life is to have this lady walk near and around us at all points, squishing and tweaking as she goes…
Forget about the Sham Wow. The most effective (or at least the sexiest) way of getting that windshield sparkling clean is through the supreme buffing power of babe-ass. As an added bonus, they don’t leave any smudges, scratches, or streaks! Er, that is unless streaks of cum go flying as a result of passenger-wanking. But our carwash only handles the exterior territory. Whatever messes happen inside the vehicle — that’s up to you.
Tricia Devereaux, dancer from Ohio, wandered into a Joey Silvera movie in 1995 wearing a cheerleader outfit. When it came off I felt like I was watching the solution for every Everclear album.
Pretty Fucking Hot is easy on the eyes, compatible with everything, and run by delightful people who never ever want to confront you with advertisements, popups, download limits, DRM restrictions, or bad vibes. It’d be a truly beautiful porn site to invest money in if only it offered anything besides boring vagina-on-vagina videos and pictures.
Porn performers may not use condoms when they’re having sex on camera–but that doesn’t mean they don’t recognize the importance of using them off camera. Case in point: porno superstar James Deen stars in this safer sex PSA (brought to you by Brazzers and directed by Lee Roy Myers) that serves to remind us all that in real life, unprotected sex isn’t always as hot as it is in porn.
Sunday means different things to different people, and for Daisy Fuentes, Sunday is all about relaxing by the pool with Carley Adams, taking pictures with Instagram, and showing off body parts via Twitter. From now on, we’re going to make this our Sunday tradition, too.
The theory that different areas of the tongue are responsible for determining different tastes is a myth. It turns out all tastebud cells are armed with the capability to cipher bitter from sour, salty from sweet and umami. Which is great, because this lovely babe can appreciate the delicate flavors of dick from the tip of her tongue down to its deep throatiest back.
You know those times when you get a slice of pizza that’s so greasy that you have to dab it with a pile of napkins before you’ll feel comfortable taking a bite? Yeah, don’t try that here. If anybody sees you dab at the puddle in the small of Asa Akira’s back, you’re getting hit with a Super Soaker full of baby oil.
Why is it so sexy when people press their body parts against glass? You might think it’s the way it reminds us of hot steamy times in the shower, but there’s definitely more to it than that. Do we secretly see each other as Silly Putty? Are we all at the mercy of a microscope fetish and we want to put people on slides? Ponder these questions as you browse Touch the Transparent, a blog with nothing but body parts pressed on glass.
Back when we were a schoolbabe, our main disciplinary trouble came in the form of “crimes of attendance.” But we were always dreaming of something a bit more salacious. Well, now that we’re all grown up, there’s no need to dream. Welcome to Ms. Mulvaney’s Finishing (On) School For Girls.
“During the week I don’t penetrate myself. I wait for you.” I whispered with my lips pressed up to his ear. His fingers were buried in me and his mouth was latched to my left nipple. He groaned as he sucked and bit.
Whenever we see a movie about “New Yorkers” hooking up with each other in an endless chain of awkward romantics and gentle, methodical lust, it makes us feel as if we have a chance of joining the conga line. We know these people are big movie stars and they probably don’t frequent the same after work bars as tired porn bloggers, but we don’t care!
Look, we’re Fleshbot, when there are panties being shown, our eyes will rest upon them and only upon them. That being said, Lindsay gave our peepers a few obstacles to overcome: her hat and jacket with the sparkly Michael Jackson-esque shoulders are really slowing us down on the trek to
It may seem strange to have a Coca-Cola sanctioned sex dungeon, but while one’s getting hardcore spanked and fisted deep within its recesses, it’s nice to know a refreshing, icy cola is just a vending machine away!
If Jessica Malafouris shows up at your doorstep, don’t be alarmed; she’s there because she likes you, and she’ll probably be wearing a stunning leather jacket and no panties to impress you. Once she gets used to her surroundings, you’ll find that Jessica is a lovely houseguest, even if her topless stretching and jean shredding seems a little odd. She doesn’t talk much either.
Put yourself in Gretchen Lodge’s shoes: you just woke up, perhaps you have a touch of sleep horniness still in your brain, and when you go downstairs, you see your brand new spouse making hot, tasty breakfast in your brand new house, looking all sexy and helpful and crap like that. The only real option here is to ruin breakfast by screwing your spouse senseless.