We've got visions of turkey legs, ham hocks, pumpkin pies, and sugar plums spinning round our visage. And, yeah, babes being plowed from both ends are worked in there too. What?
What with the buzz, the hustle, the buildings, the nightlife, the culture, the well-heeled denizens who know how to get the fuck down
Watching people bone is fun. Boning someone yourself is funner. And watching yourself bone someone? It might be funnest.
What is the most ideal, exotic locale upon which the effulgent jizzload should alight? Tits. Oh yeah.
We've got to give some major props to articles of clothing expressly designed for entering the bone zone.
Encountering a redhead in the wild has been said to bring the beholder good luck. So, uh, hella slammin' that scarlet stunner must lead to strokes of sheer serendipity.
Bless our lucky stars -- what is this world we live in, of double-dicks, triple kiss, quadruple tits, or any such combination bouncing between our bedposts?
Much attention is given to the front-part of the babely bod. But, we think the posterior is worth a good amount of reflection too. Reflection and dicking.
As you may have heard, Lea Seydoux and Adele Exarchopoulos are the stars of "Blue is the Warmest Color," a lesbian romance chock full of steamy sex scenes. And what better way to promote that sort of project than with steamy lesbian photo shoots?
For those of us who can't get enough of Emily Ratajkowski (that's everyone, right?), the wonderful Jonathan Leder has just sent over these outtakes from a 2012 shoot for Darius Magazine.
Because, hey, after the party and before you take your costume off is some prime fuck time.
Known as "the fairer sex" they've been venerated throughout time as bastions of beauty, caretakers of the earth, emanating love and wisdom with every floating step. They also eat a mean pussy. Ladies, put ya hands up! And then into us.
You know what they say about too many cocks in the kitchen... that there's no such thing.
At this point, it's not a question of whether or not Kate Moss will be topless at any given moment--it's a question of where in the world she's taken off her clothes.
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