Got a little bit of time? Want to brush up on your history skills? If so, the new documentary 'Dickumentary' might be right up your alley! Although worshiping penises might not necessarily be your thing, there are plenty of people out there who are more than interested. No, I'm not talking about some crazy BDSM cock worship shit. Let's talk about cock worship, or sorry! The temple of Priapus. Yeah, shit is about to get real phallic around here.
Alright, before we start talking about just how hot Azealia Banks looks in these sultry nude cat infested photos, we've just got to say that this chick is sure to throw you for a loop. Azealia decided to get naked for Playboy, pose with a bunch of cats, and talk about just how much she hates middle America. This one's sure to be interesting!
If you aren't familiar with Dianna Argon, she portrays Quinn on the hit show Glee. I wanted to clarify that ahead of time, because the photo above doesn't quite look like the Dianna that the world is used to seeing on their television sets.
Today is Sunday, which we hear is considered the "Lord's Day" by some people. So why not celebrate with a movie that involves a mother/daughter threeway, squirting on a bible, and a man named J.C.?
We've often seen body paint used to create the illusion that naked models are fully clothed. But milk? That's a new one.
When you've been shooting porn for a number of years, it's important to always be thinking of new ways to keep the old in and out interesting. Some people try to up the freak factor, some people try creating an interesting new storyline, and others--like the celebrated B. Skow--do a little of both. Behold "Conjoined," the erotic tale of two fraternal conjoined twins who enjoy having sex with ladies (though not each other, twincest fans).
If you haven't made plans for this weekend, you should see if you can squeeze in a trip to Lilliput. The locals have always been into bondage, but ever since a shipment of Durex lube washed up on their shore, they've been much more hospitable to tourists!
We've journeyed with Marc Blackie before, we've seen things his way--tea, spit, fellatio, fear--and although (or because) his films make us squirm, we're always ready for the next one. Fresh off the discomfort boat: a very pregnant Ashleigh Doll doing things to herself.
It's the current Spanish issue, and it's their Sex Special (Sexo Especial = Spanish is awesome), but that still doesn't explain the time travel that was necessary to bring Sasha Grey back into the limelight.
It'd be one thing if Nuts announced the irregularity, but no, there's nothing there! What's this about? Who approved this? Is this a forever thing? What's the antonym for toplessness? Topwithness? We are fucking disillusioned. Please don't let this be the future of lads' mags.
Highlighters, sponges, hearing aids, and canned soup: what do these things have in common? They all have something to do with fucking! Really? No. But don't tell that to these advertisers; those campaigns ain't cheap.
After an accident, Serge falls into a coma, and a team of researchers and neuroscientists decide to stimulate his memory to bring him to consciousness. It's hard to tell what was intended and what's a side effect, but we have a hard time believing that medical professionals induce shifting hallucinations of girl-on-girl action as a treatment. Then again, if medical marijuana is a thing...
Das trippy. Yesterday, The Outdoor Co-ed Topless Pulp Fiction Appreciation Society was in Central Park with Richard Prince, reading "Bunny Modern" with their boobs out in the sun, and apparently Bob Dylan was there, too! Painting! A nude woman! PS: Living in New York is freaky. We say there's one of these good gems of weirdness for every twenty negative ones, but they're worth it.
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