It’s never a bad time for Maria Sharapova hot muscular legs. The tennis star routinely delivers the fine female form on the grass and clay and hard courts. I must admit to not closely following women’s tennis, so I don’t get to appreciate the fine stems on so many of the worthy lady volleyers. But whenever I come across Sharapova, I’m suddenly reminded why several weekends a year I do nothing but stare at these powerful ladies in short skirts screaming and grunting in the most enticing of Valkyrian manner.
Maria, you know you have an open invitation to walk all over me and time you like. Sneakers optional. Enjoy.