Nothing to see here. Just wicked hot Bar Refaeli posing with her perfect asstastic out like a beacon of hope and tingle for all the world’s gentleman oglers. I don’t believe I could even imagine a finer bottom side in my mind’s eye, which imagines fine bottoms about most every waking hour of the day.
I can’t tell you if these are brand new photos of the Israeli crazy alluring blonde model, but I can tell you they are making all nine of my non-frost bitten toes curl up with a mix of happiness and hope. She really is one of the wonders of the visual world. Featured in Laisha magazine, Bar lays upon some cars and other inanimate objects for which I am currently experiencing some unhealthy levels of jealousy. Oh, to have Bar Refaeli in revealing clothes resting upon your own posts and lintels. Ooh, my lintels just shuddered. So damn hot. Enjoy.
Photo Credit: Laisha Magazine
Bar Refaeli, Booty
I’m really finding more and more that the best stuff on television is really on the Internet. Something like that. All these years storytellers of the sextastic were bound and limited by few, dismissive distribution channels, now, they fly free, unfettered by the space time and major network and studio continuum. Fly free video content birds. Even the Puritans can’t stop us now. Knock on wood, naturally. The battle is far from over.
What short nuggets of celebrity goodness have I been watching most recently? Funny you should ask. Well young hottie model d’jour, Hannah Davis, behind the scenes of her OP beach shoot, Rihanna touching herself and fans on stage in her, let’s face it, concert sex shows, Emily Ratajkowski candidly dancing in a super tight sweater, Dani Mathers showing why she deserved her Playmate of the Year tap, and Bar Refaeli behind the scenes and gym taut for Marie Claire. If you’re wondering why I don’t watch more educational videos, you’re entirely missing the point. This is my education. Yours too. The hard sciences are overrated. Long live hot women. Enjoy.
This is quickly becoming one of my favorite moments of the week, checking out the multitude of hotness delivered direct from the girls themselves. They’re seeking attention. We are desperate to give them attention. They take their clothes off. We smile. They smile back. Too much smiling. It’s time for leering. This works out ever so well.
This week’s Sextastic Twitpic Roundup includes the perfectly sextastic likes of FKA Twigs nekkid in her tub, Kendall Jenner showing off her Calvins, Kelly Brook covered only in flowers, Bar Refaeli missing her pants, Ana Braga hot arm bra, Anastasia Ashley booty and so much much more. You owe it to the first and the last player to be drafted today into the NFL to check out each and every one of these wicked hot pics. Like you have better things to do? No, sir. Enjoy.
Photo Credit: Instagram
Oh, Bar Refaeli how I have missed your entrancing hot body. I’m not sure what Bar has been up to of late, but it’s been too little show time for those of us who call ourselves hardcore Refaelites. I can’t say there’s a particular part of the all-over hotness that is Bar Refaeli that tugs at my organ-strings more than any other, but I will say I’ve been staring at her incredibly mesmerizing lean body and long legs for the past ten minutes to four hours wondering how I’ve survived without them.
Bar Refaeli remains in my pantheon of heavenly bodies I’d like to shtup and/or dunk in a vat of honey then unsticky by sheer force of lingual diligence. Also, I’d love to just talk with her to get to know her better. Though that would have to be second on the agenda and only assuming we had time and I didn’t need to hit Subway to sustain my physical prowess. Just so damn hot. Yes, I know these fashion mag photos are for the ladies. But just try and stop me from ogling, I dare you. Enjoy.
Photo Credit: Elle Spain
With any big Fashion Week comes the ballyhooed and star-studded amFAR fundraising gala for AIDS. it is a must stop for every big name in thespianics and modeling who happens to be in town for the big week’s events. Milan is a major stop for the fashionistas, a big building block in the Emperor’s New Clothes industry . If you’re good looking, it’s pretty much a must visit in mid September after New York and London. I know what you’re thinking. Why wasn’t I there then. Well, there’s a little thing called NFL Sunday Ticket that keeps me America-bound during the late Summer and Fall.
Super sextastic lovelies attending the amFAR party included Bar Refaeli, Alessandra Ambrosio, Heidi Klum, Bella Thorne, and many more. If you happened to be a model looking dude yourself, or if your Lambo is just your weekend cruising vehicle, you probably could do very well for yourself at this party, albeit they do expect a nice six figure donation for attending. Worth it to hobnob with the hotites. I mean, I hope they do take personal checks drawn from mysterious sounding institutions like the Bank of Bill. I need to get to this party! Enjoy.
Bar Refaeli never quite leaves my thoughts, even when we don’t see her for a while. The imprint on the libido is indelible. With just a glance of her new photos, so many longstanding and profound feelings related to taking nekkid showers together comes flooding back.
Bar’s Passionate lingerie line photos have always been a bit kitchsy and cutesy, but ever hot as the Israeli model shows off her ridiculously hot body in various shades of silk and lace. I’m not sure I’d go for all the silly props myself, but it’s not exactly like I’m going to ask Bar in her undies to leave because she’s being too coquettish. I like coquettish, especially when it’s the precursor to the exact opposite kind of behavior. Bar, we could be so happy together going through your lingerie drawer together, or just me alone. Leave a key under your mat and I’ll know you approve. Enjoy.
I don’t remember when I first fell deep into lust with Bar Refaeli. I do not foresee a day when those very romantic and pure of heart feelings will ever subside. Bar, I’m here for the duration, don’t leave me hanging. And speaking of hanging, the ever so slightly demure Israeli supermodel held her own perfect pair of funbags for this otherwise mostly nekkid spread in Elle Spain.
While I full intend to pull of the perfect BBQ this coming holiday weekend, I have to be totally honest and say it will always be less than perfect until the day Bar is going naughty things to me underneath my ‘Lick My Cook’ apron. That is the summer holiday dream I’ve had since the last millennium. Bar, you make me so happy with your scantily clad looks, but there’s so many more levels of pleasure for us to explore. Call me, I’m making ribs. Enjoy.