You know I always have mixed feelings about showing off hot photos of my future wife. It feels like it may be improper in some manner, but then I remind myself those are just old-fashioned, insecure, possessive type feelings that I need to overcome if my marriage to Edita Vilkeviciute is going to be successful for the two to three years before same-sex boredom naturally kicks-in and I’m back on DateASupermodel.com looking for my next big romance.
Edita is featured all kinds of black wardrobe barely covered and smoking hot in the new edition of Vogue Australia. I suppose that means this pictorial is supposed to connote something about style and fashion. I’m mostly just feeling tingle in my nether regions, but maybe that just means I inherently respond to fashion tips. Or, Edita’s ridiculously hot body and amazing looks, both wet and dry. It’s a toss up. Edita, call me, we have invitations to pick out. Enjoy.
I’m beginning to feel a little bit like that William H. Macy character in Boogie Nights who keeps finding his professional adult film star wife ‘engaged’ in off hours work at every turn. I’ve just recovered from knowing that my future wife and extremely hot model Edita Vilkeviciute has been hanging out topless on the beach in St. Barts, now I’ve discovered she was caught changing and all over nekkid on the beach for all the world to see. Well, all the Egotastic! world to see. I feel like our relationship could use a few boundaries.
Obviously, I’m polyamorous, meaning, I have zero self restraint. And I expected to bring this up with Edita when she stops sicking her Teutonic dogs on me every time I get within fifty feet. But the idea that she’s just going to flash her perfect bare funbags and lady nest, not to mention that world class bottom, sans any clothing whenever and wherever she likes. Well, I’m going to have to talk to her about who is wearing the pants in this future marriage. Hopefully, it won’t be more for any great lengths. Enjoy.
Wow, I go away for one lousy day and come back to find my future wife Edita Vilkeviciute flaunting around the private beach in St. Bart’s without her top on, taking topless selfies with her topless girl friend, and even changing bottoms on the beach. What is this world coming to? This is really the first time we’ve ever candidly seen Edita showing off her ridiculously hot body completely candid.
As you may know, the Lithuanian hot model has almost agreed in some measure other than her restraining orders to be my future bride. Like most passionate, near ceaseless sexual romps, our candles will burn out long before our legend ever does, maybe 18 months tops on the marriage, but, it’s all about the memories. I have completely given Edita permission in the past to be baring her body for magazines and professional shoots. I mean, somebody has to earn the NFL TV package in our marriage. But this candid beach romping without any top on. And those selfies? Where are those going to exactly, because I surely don’t see them in my inbox.
I really do try to be a nice guy. When a bunch of you wrote in to complain how topless photos of my future bride were being censored in the Daily Mail and similar publications, I went out and secured the original uncensored clicks from the photographer. I guess nice guys really do finish last, at least in the line of people who get sneak peeks of Edita’s all over crazy hot birthday suit. I think Edita and I might need some pre-marital counseling. Enjoy.
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You can’t imagine the combination pride and heartache that comes with your future wife baring her hot body all over the pages of European magazines. Sure, I’m feeling kind of cool and manly about my lady-to-be Edita Vilkeviciute being wicked hot and irresistibly passion inducing to millions of gentleman oglers. It’s called pride of ownership or something like that.
But knowing that my future betrothed is flashing her hot funbags for magazines left and right, or just French, like M Le Magazine du Monde, well, it can eat at a guy, let me tell you. I mean, I trust her. Trust is the centerpiece of our relationship. Well, fiction and fantasy foremost, but then trust comes in tied for third. It definitely pushes the boundaries of insecurity, even for a clearly man’s man of manliness like myself. I’ll have to have a little talk with Edita about this, once I can find her number again. Enjoy.
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Sometimes, I just have to share alluring images of my future wife, Edita Vilkeviciutie, the Lithuanian sweetheart who will soon be filling my home with the many babies that arrive as a by-product of our mutual affection and moderate to heavy drinking.
Edita can pull off the passion inducement whether she be baring most all in an important style spread, or just here in Vogue Paris pretending to workout with dumbbells. She has that certain ‘It’ quality that will ultimately probably make me a little concerned when she says she’s going to the store for 30 minutes and comes back the next morning smelling of some exotic cologne. Such will be the complications of our brief, but tempestuous nuptials. I’m prepared for the heartache and regret, if we can just have that honeymoon. I hope she brings the weights along. Enjoy.
My future wife sure does know how to pick them. Swimsuits. Or the bikinis being picked for her for her memorably catalog pimping for companies like Next Swimwear. Every single little thing seems to fit Edita Vilkeviciute like a glove. A sextastic clingy lucky glove.
While my mission to wed Edita did not come to fruition in
2011 2012 2013, I’m truly expecting that next year will be the annum when her incredible good looks and my incredible longing to cover her in clover honey and lick until there’s no sticky left will be realized. At some point, raw desire has to be rewarded. Right? Right??? Enjoy.
Yes, I know, my future wife simply can’t keep her clothes on. Yesterday, she was topless, today, she’s nekkid playing the piano and flashing her bare body to and fro in this skin-filled odd artsy short film commissioned for 25 magazine.
I must warn you that after about four minutes of Edita Vilkeviciute looking all kinds of 9 1/2 weeks topless hot, not to mention some other girl writhing around in a latex body suit, there is the unnecessary entry of unclothed male models which pretty much ruin everything, as they always do. But this being a fashion magazine piece, I guess it was too be expect. The gentleman ogler must always be on his guard for such nefarious turns. Enjoy.
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