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Yes, it’s another one of those pictures that appeared and then quickly disappeared from Rihanna’s Instagram. This was accompanied with the caption, “And that a #wrap!!! #pouritupvideoshoot #whenday2becomesday3 #whenthephuckdid8amgetthere.” How else are you going to celebrate the end of a music video shoot? Flowers and a trip to Denny’s? Hell naw. Thong on thong on ass. That’s how we ball out.
Strippers hanging out with thugs, criminals spending their free time in strip clubs, private dances turning into assassinations: these are classic tropes of the modern crime film. We’re so used to seeing fake breasts and angry, muscly men next to each other that we’re surprised no one’s saved time and made a movie about a bodybuilding stripper mob. But spanking? That’s a fresh treat.
We’ve sometimes wonder how those gals (and dudes) manage to maintain all those smiles miles up high, trapped in a flying can filled with a buncha jerks. Well, looks like it’s because, deep within the recesses of their top secret airport lounge, there’s plenty of ways to let loose. Any residual flight-time anger can be released through BDSM-therapy — one of the most effective means of positive relaxation there is. So, next time your stewardess passes you your thrice-warmed-over chicken dinner, have a little appreciation. Just don’t let her see…
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.
You know how it is — work’s boring, love is meh, you’re feeling kind of down about life in general. Extra vulnerable. You’re lying in bed feeling sorry for yourself when — what’s that? Superman? No; better. It’s a double dose of MILFy BJ-babe! They’ll turn that frown upside down (and give you a huge boner, too).
Okay, so there are probably many of us out there who’ve been caught up with the kissing cousins bug. We’re not gonna advocate one way or another on the larger issue here, but we will say this: if our cousins were as babely as Kat Dior and Daisy Leon, you’d be hard pressed to find us keeping our mouths off of them.
Her butt might not be able to dribble, but it sure makes us drool! “The things Ill do to get my mans attention when the Lakers r playing…” writes Aubrey. At first glance, we thought she was walking around in a thong just to distract her man from the TV, but maybe her butt somehow caused the Spurs to win last night’s game. Who can say?
Okay, so Hailey Holiday is no Kanye West (lucky for us!) and her fantasy might not be so much on the twisted side, but it’s definitely got some beauty and darkness all up in there. Just go along for the ride: as she lies back on the couch, leans her head back, yanks her thong aside, and lets her pretty fingers do some gentle probing, all while imagining her sweet young ass getting stuffed on the couch… ah, yep, there it is. Our beautiful, dark boner hits the sky.
There’s plenty of time for academics and extracurriculars — but a well-rounded prep school kid (18+ of course) should make plenty of time for car-hood cunnilingus and that sweet, sweet outdoor boning.
Why, it’s the chick with the dick in her mouth and babe on her ass. You know, they say when there are too many cooks in the kitchen the broth gets spoiled. That could sort of be true for group sex of any proportion, what with the dicks flying, legs spreading, and fingers fucking it could lose direction any moment (although we think chaos might be fine). However, in this instance, we’ve got a babe in charge. And when her commands are along the lines of “Lick my ass”, well, who doesn’t want to follow orders?
You know, the title of this lovely film is “Cougars VS. Kittens” — but we don’t really see a whole lot of antagonizing going on because it seems like Diana Prince and Ash Hollywood are pretty into working as a team to get off the gorgeous high-school-quarterback-next-door that is Tyler Nixon.
Right about now we could use a sprawling California mansion that comes complete with drop-dead gorgeous babes with boobs for dayyyys. Actually though, now that we think about it, you can’t really measure boobs (or any other body parts) in spans of time, can you? Maybe that precise quantification is referring to how long one could gaze lovingly at a particular part. That makes sense. And these saucy juggs? Yeah, it’s dayyyys.
Ladies atop ladies — lips and tongues flitting amongst legs in stockings and lacy underthings, dainty fingers probing into dainty pussies, love and colors swirling all about in a beautiful panoply of babe on babe on babe. We’d love to live in this kaleidoscope, twirling and whirling in a lovely lady wonderland.
We thought that was damn near impossible… But the gusto, the ardor, the exhilaration this babe displays in the face of a consummate, perfectly huge set of cans — well, it’s like a puppy at the bone factory. A tiger in a catnip tree. A goth kid at a Siouxsie and the Banshees concert in hell. Basically we’re saying chick’s enraptured. Although with these boobs up for grabs, you’d be cray not to be.
The majority of the video is Robin Thicke, T.I., and Pharrell Williams singing in front of a white background with various topless and bethonged women (including Emily Ratajkowski!) dancing around. The rest is 9% music and 1% big silver balloons that spell out “ROBIN THICKE HAS A BIG DICK.” Best music video ever.
Ooh, babes stripteasing in front of their webcams, may you never stop! It looks to us like this stacked sweet thang has just gotten back from a vigorous workout, gettin’ that hotbody all healthy and toned. And sweaty and naked and writhing around. Oh, that part comes afterward. And fancy that, so do we!
