Our favorite Dutch lingerie model, the veteran hot MILFtastic Sylvie Meis celebrated the launch of her new signature Spring lingerie line for Hunkemoeller by taking a bunch of selfies style candids in her black lacy bits of stockings and panties. As far as sales pitches go, I’d have to put this right near the top. Hmm, hot dutch blonde in silky nothings smiling and playing for the camera. Yep, I’ve determined I don’t care what she’s selling, I’m buying, in bulk.
Sylvie became single from the dude who divorced her because she couldn’t give him any more offspring after her cancer survival. Seems a bit shallow. Even more shallow than my below the belt spring has sprung affection for Sylvie and that ridiculously hot body of hers. I often reveal my desire to make many babies with the world’s most sextastic celebrities. With Sylvie, I could settle for the non-reproducing endless days of making the sexy. I would allow this. Enjoy.
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is pretty much in a category of her own this week on social media. Really the past several weeks were she seems to be working out a lot of angst and romantic competitions by way of baring as much of her body as possible without being disbarred. She rather topped herself this week with barely covered full nudes at the beach. Not even a thong visible deep in the curvaceous tunnels known as Roseville. Job well done, Amber. Whatever it is your seeking to accomplish, may you never quite find it. This is simply too good.
Joining Amber in the Sextastic Twitpic Roundup this week are Kylie Jenner blossoming in a bikini, Coco Austin with impossible amounts of bare oiled down skin, Sara Sampaio barely covered funbags, Nicki Minaj asstastic up, Kelly Brook workout cleavetastic, and much much more. You owe it to the Gods of Spring Break to check out each and every one of these crazy hot social media sextastic skin shares. They are individually sound, as a set, they are explosive. Enjoy.
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Sexy Nicola Peltz Instagrams a bunch of bikini pics. (Drunken Stpefather)
Who needs a bra when you have natural bouncy boobies? (The Chive)
Brandi Glanville shows her nipple on national TV on the RHWOBH finale. (TMZ)
Kim Kardashian dresses like a Dothraki sex slave for some reason. (Huffington Post)
Not for nothing, but Sophie Hunter looks effing hot in her wedding dress. (Dlisted)
Want to watch Sara Sampaio sexily eat a Carls Jr. burger? Of course you do! (COED)
LA Kings Ice Girls do a sexy calendar shoot in Malibu. (Busted Coverage)
Kendall Jenner is the new face of Calvin Klein. It seems like they make such a pick every couple of weeks to make a headline with the latest hottie hot in the news young model. I could be wrong. It’s happened before. What is purely right is snatching up the burning bright young model light that is Kendall Jenner for any project you might have available. She’s not Craigslist cheap mind you, these gigs come with one hefty price tag, but she seems to be able to sell in the millions of units of whatever she’s selling. In this case I guess, underwear and jeans. Or maybe just sex.
Kendall Jenner’s rise to fame was anything but unexpected, given she became a mini-star in middle school on her family’s reality show. Also because her mom sold her soul to at least three devils to ensure her progeny would be the leading ladies of pimpdom upon their maturation, or just by sixteen. Say what you will about bargains, this one worked. And say what you will about Kendall Jenner, I wouldn’t throw her out of bed for eating my undershorts. She’s worth the money. For CK I mean. Not Uncle Bill. Enjoy.
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Solo shoes. I accept that as an acceptable level of wardrobe for sweet sultry Latina model Isabella Obregon posing for the skin loving good folks at Soho magazine down Colombiana way. This very basic model set, including boots only, certainly brings out the best and the boobtastic in Isabella, who can carry a photoshoot with just the tools the Good Lord lent her.
As I make my plans for my next road trip down the Pan-American highway, don’t think I’m not circling on the map the location of all the finest ladies in South America. If I can’t be personally turned down or slapped or beat up by at least 100 of Sudamericana’s hottest women’s brothers, I will not consider it a successful trip. Isabella Obregon, expect a knock on your door. I come in peace. Please tell your brother to hit me in the gut, my face is my livelihood. Enjoy.
Photo Credit: Soho Magazine
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Thank the heaven’s for wicked hot Hungarians. I do all the time, including on your behalf. So don’t worry. You’re covered. And the results of our joint well wishes are along the splendid lines of supermodel Eniko Mihalik flashing her bare nips in Numero Magazine to celebrate the general fecundity of spring. I’m feeling particularly fecund myself leering at Eniko’s bare goodies.
All the great models bare their souls and hot bodies on the pages of magazines. It’s just one of those standards that the world has come to expect. Not so much in the U.S., but in Europe, Latin America, they accept the non-ironic position that if you’re going to make a living off your body, it sort of belongs just a bit to the public. I like that theory. No, I love that theory, almost as much as I do Eniko’s fine female form in that pulled up sweater. Oh, my. Mommy, hold me. Enjoy.
Photo Credit: Numero Issue 162
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There is much competition for hot body reveals among today’s leading young hot pop stars. Don’t think they aren’t checking out the various levels of exhibitionism put on by their friends, maybe, but definitely their peers and cohorts and even competitors for eyeballs and ticket sales. Miley and Rihanna really raised the bar to a new level a few short years ago and ever since, well, wow, it’s been a renaissance of skin reveals from the girls who sing the favorite songs of girls and young men trying to get with those girls.
Hence, when Rita Ora gets an invite to see Charli XCX in concert in London, you know she’s not going in sweats and a hoodie. Oh, no, my friend. There will be no undergarments involved. And if we’re lucky, as we were last night, the clothes will be see-through as well, providing the perfect peep at Rita’s blessedly hot teats under her barest of tops. Chilly London evenings be damned, these puppies need to come out and play. Consider this a sextastic peekaboo shot across the bow. The most revealing pop star title isn’t ever handed out, it’s merely a never ending game. Thankfully so. Enjoy.
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