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Showing posts with label rear entry. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Music to Eat Greens and Black-Eyed Peas By


Above: what we imagine the boning in the song lyrics might look like. Image source: Public Disgrace.

Well if you've got to eat greens and black-eyed peas on New Years Day for luck, I've got the PERFECT music for it, Bone Me Like You Own Me by Barbara Carr, a bluesy ballad full of nasty lyrics and growly bluesy sexiness. Don't say we never did you any favors!

Friday, February 27, 2009

Marisa Tomei Doggie Style Sex

Marisa Tomei and Phillip Seymour Hoffman getting it on doggie style.

Image source: CelebJihad.com 


Filmmakers are evil, yes they are.

It often seems that filmmakers are teasing bondage fans by giving them scenes, but in ways that leave them unhappy. I’m talking about all those scenes which are shot in near-total darkness. Or blink-and-you-miss-it scenes. Or scenes where there are multiple potential damsels and the one picked is old and not very attractive. We all know the drill.

Well, turns out that it’s not just us that get such treatment. Here’s a prime example. Marisa Tomei has been around for awhile in movie actress terms, but she’s still firecracker hot. And in “Before The Devil Knows You’re Dead,” she delivers in the very opening scene of the movie, she’s seen naked. Having sex. Doggie style. It’s not explicit but it’s not a blinkie, you can definitely see Tomei writhing and moaning with her face in the mattress and her butt hiked up in the air, and, well, it’s very nice.

Except for one thing. Her partner? Phillip Seymour Hoffman. You know, the guy who did such a convincing job of playing Truman Capote in “Capote.” He’s not buff. He’s not handsome. He's got the body of a character actor, if you know what I mean.

I’ve read some blogs on the topic and the consensus is that Hoffman just plain sucks the hotness out of the scene for most Marisa Tomei fans. There’s a definite sense of betrayal out there. I've read the moaning and the gnashing of teeth about the scene on a couple of blogs. I don’t blame them.

Filmmakers are evil, man.