We normally turn to them as bastions of goodness and truth, gentle beacons lighting our path through the murky woods of life. But sometimes we turn to them for their MILFy tits and questionable taste in fuck-dudes, and hey, that’s cool too. Because a doggystyle MILF-bang is illuminating in its own right.
It’s been quite a while since we first encountered Henrik Purienne’s photography, but we haven’t forgotten his style. Who could forget the sight of a hot semi-naked babe freakin’ up on an old computer chair? Not us. Not with our obsession of ergonomics.
Ah, now this is the “Game of Thrones” we know and love. The last time we saw Emilia Clarke naked was the end of season one; it’s been ages since she’s graced us with her presence! And better yet, she’s brought a happy hooker playing Blind Man’s Bluff as well as more hot sex that quickly turns gruesome for the unlucky man.
We’re not sure if it’s medically validated, but we’re pretty sure facials are great for your health. They’re great for skin, they elevate seratonin levels, and they strengthen tooth enamel (hence the importance of the smile). But, uh, okay. In reality these likely factoids aren’t 100% true. But that doesn’t really matter to us! Because they make us feel good, that’s all.
Can’t nobody tell Rhana da Rocha how to dress. Yes, she is a model, and she has to wear fancy fashion items in order to make a living, but she’s free to wear things how she pleases. If she want to use a purse as a bra, she can; if she wants to wear her jacket backwards and show her ass off, then her buns shall be chilly. That shall be righteously chilly.
‘Tis a lovely place to be, we gather — at least from this video evidence. Just piledriving your voluptuous lover’s ass until you bust a load deep inside her… Ahh. It makes us feel effervescent as a tall glass of champagne. That we kind of want to suck down then scoot aside so that we can engage in our own cool piledriving fun. Doesn’t that sound fun for everyone?
It seems like an innocent enough question, especially when a whirring Magic Wand is being held to your clit, a dude is fucking you in the ass, and another is choking you out — under any normal circumstances (heh!) you’d come your little heart out a thousand times. But, Kaci Star, you’re within the walls of the Kink armory now, and things are a little different here. So… can you come? No.
Sam Hatfield and Fiona Skelton, the socially disruptive duo behind Nakedme (who recently went nude on the Schwebebahn), are continuing their international tour of nakedness with a trip to London, and they’ve made a darling little video showcasing their nude antics around such landmarks as Buckingham Palace, Tower Bridge, the London Eye, and Abbey Road! If only we could see them from the CCTV footage that surely captured their movements.
Did you catch “Hansel & Gretel: Witch Hunters”? Perhaps you didn’t want to watch a story about a badass Hansel who has diabetes after being force fed candy as a child (we think it makes him a uniquely interesting hero). Anyhow, you missed a young witch getting buck ass naked in a pool in the woods and hooking up with Hansel.
Why, just look at the little smile on that Hitachi Magic Wang! Everyone’s having a ball at this get-together. And we’re invited, too! Somebody better break out the popcorn and beer, because it’s a real party now. The sexy orgasm kind of party.
The literal kind, that is. Although hey, in the right context the human kind of walking asshole jerk is kinda funny to have around too. But still, we prefer the type that can be licked and fucked and admired like a pretty gal in her Sunday best. So, like — this kind. But instead of it being all dolled up in ribbons and lace it’s clad in two spectacular asscheeks that we just want to nuzzle and squeeze. And then push the hell out of the way so we can fuck that ass. Sorry; it’s just how we feel.
Seren is going to be on the cover of Front’s next issue, The Music Issue, and to celebrate, she’s decided to slip her fingers into the great loom of existence and disturb the warp and woof of our universe until it shakes and quakes like our loins do whenever we see Seren. It’s an appropriate tribute to music, we suppose.
Poor Theon Greyjoy. Here he thinks he’s getting laid by two gorgeous and horny women with filthy mouths, and they start grinding on him and grabbing his dick and all that good stuff, but then it all goes downhill from there. And we’re pretty sure that when Theon gets knocked in the face with the horn, the thing that really hurts him is landing on his dong.
Florence Dolce is gazing longingly at something out across the sea. What could it be? Is her ship going to come in? Someone to give her the solid pounding she so clearly deserves and yearns for? Perhaps she’s a narcissist and what she really wants is another babe who looks just like her to sail up on the horizon and make all her dreams come true. Someone with tweakable nipples and flawless skin and legs to get all tangled up in and a very very kissable cunt? Ok, we’ll just leave you with that image.
Some people have a problem with models smoking cigarettes–either because it glorifies an unhealthy habit or it shows the slow erosion of beauty–but we’re trying to take this from an aesthetic standpoint. We like what Marique Schimmel is doing here. We like the smoke curled near her eye, we like the position of her hands delicately holding the cigarette.
We’ve got the sun out, birds chirping, and jizz flowing. Ah, it’s enough for us to break into song. And we will, mind you! But we’ve found that a solid fap session by way of a doggystyle creampie really gets the vocal chords warmed up, ya know?
Sometimes it’s nice to get down to the basics — don’t nobody need nothin’ to have a good time but their own two hands (and a sweet-ass pussy). We’re not sure what things are like in your world, but over here in Fleshbot-land sometimes the consciousness can get clouded with pornstar tricks and high-tech toys — and that’s all well and good, believe us — but it’s also pleasant to reflect on what’s brought us to this place, taken us on our fantastic voyage into deep perversity. It was just straight-up wankin’ it that started it all. And… it’s always a welcome detour.
Why, it’s just an ethereal delight. Especially when the booty at hand (or mouth, as it were) is of such a high caliber. This booty should be wined and dined with champagne and caviar and stuff like that, draped in fine silks and laden with pearls. And then eaten the H out with the dapper charm and crackerjack skill this fellow demonstrates. Yeah, sometimes we fancy.
