Irina Shayk in a bikini will make you drool like a cartoon wolf. (Popoholic)
Eva Longoria bends over and shows off her bikini-clad booty. (Drunken Stepfather)
Rachel Mortenson in lingerie is hotter than your girlfriend in lingerie. (Hollywood Tuna)
Phoebe Price melts a snowman with her ginormous funbags. (Dlisted)
Ronda Rousey can kick my ass any day. As long as she is touching me, I don’t care. (COED)
NHL reporter Sydney Esiason is so hot I might actually start watching hockey. (Busted Coverage)
This is Mariana Marcki and these are her boobies in a bra. (Celebslam)
I really just see my own words coming to fruition here by the minute. Is the competition heating up already in Miami for best bikini body? Oh, yes, it’s already en fuego. Michelle Lewin is staking out her territory of the worked out, yoked out, curvaceous asstastic model types. The competition is rough, but Michelle looks more than ready for anything that might come her way, including the glances of gentlemen oglers peeking her readily abundant taut female form.
What’s clear to me is that this is going to be the best winter yet in Miami. It’s all been leading up to this. Like the perfect storm of the bikini sextastic. Also, I realize I’m going to need new binoculars and an enhanced brush and local flora disguise to blend in to the background as these luscious legs, ample thumpers, and precious pert ta-ta’s walk endlessly by. So much to do, so little time. The work doesn’t scare me, just the humiliating public boners. Nature made me this way! Enjoy.
Summer is over. Long live the endless summer of winter in Miami. Yep, it’s about that time while the rest of the Northern climes begin to chill, the beaches in Miami heat up that much more with national, international, and potentially intergalactic sextastic bikini talent, including perennial favorites such as blonde Brazilian Ana Braga and her forever beach preening.
Ana has become a staple of the South Florida shores in her various showy two piece swimsuits, flashing hints of postcard level allure calling like a Siren for men to visit Miami. Oh, to be the grains of sand beneath her body. That might seem weird, but I’m sharing honestly and hope you take that into consideration. I know Ana would. Hello, sweetheart, I’m down here, beneath you, clinging to your oiled up body. That’s the ticket. Enjoy.
Now the faux bottled water company has gone and done it. Straight up bare boobtastic from Swedish model Ela Rose in the pimping pursuit of merching the H20. How unseemly. And, yes, always pretty darn awesome. I’m still not buying any water, but I am going to consider the affects of water on the bikini bottom clad Ela as she promenades across the Southern California shoreline with her especially perfect funbags moist in the chilly autumn breeze. You know when I use the word ‘autumn’ I’m kind of in lust.
I’m not exactly sure where this bottled water campaign is headed business wise. I only know it has taken a turn for the better in the visual wonderments departments. Perhaps they should sell photos instead of…. hey, wait a minute. Enjoy.
If you’re like me and you religiously watch the Miss Teen World pageant as part of your research for work, you may already know Amy Jackson. She’s turned into one fine model and young Britty actress often working in the Indian film circuit. For anyone not aware, those Indian films are a true festival of some of the best looking lesser known ladies on the planet. Not that I’m suggesting you stop watching Glee.
Featured in this James Rudland shoot, Amy Jackson shows why her name is going to be known in ever widening circles in the very near future. Well, if not her name, then certainly her body. That bikini female form is dead on delicious. Enjoy.
Well, here’s something I never expected to see. Katy Perry bikini fun time photos of all things twerking her booty on a yacht. Surely, there are numerous nuggets of Katy Cocktease bosomy bikini bottom goodness in these long range candid snaps. But those asstastic grinding dance moves really are the icing on the faptastic cake. Wow, Katy, I’m going to even let you off the hook for our typical communal plea for you to remove you top simply because your curvy thumper exhibition is just so stellar. Maybe I’m getting soft in my old age, though not at the very moment of ogling Katy Perry in her bikini.
Good things come to those who wait. I earnestly believe that. Even Katy Perry is apt to use her sweet sextastic body for public leering use from time to time, even if not entirely planned. Consider me a very happy man this morning. Katy, you must be one fun girl to give an aloe massage after a day in the sun. Our entire below deck cabin would reek of cactus and we would just laugh. Enjoy.
I’ve pretty much decided my new life’s mission is to find out everything I can find out about model Alexandra Eriksson and use it to forge some type of hopefuly gambit wherein she believes I’m worthy of her affections. I mean, I certainly am worthy in my own mind, it’s just a matter of translating that to meaningful progress in a relationship involving more than just myself. Daddy’s arm is getting so so tired.
For the second day in a row, the booty incredible beachy model hit the beach for the creepy water company people in but a tiny thong bikini flashing a sextastic cheek view we didn’t think could get any finer. But it did. I’m not sure whether Alexandra was born with that perfectly pert derriere or she has molded it from countless hours of hard work, dedication, and the laser beam leering of men like me at the gym. Either way, bravo. I mean, seriously, bravo, that thing is absolutely amazing. Enjoy.