“Oh, Robin… you purrrvert!”
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Forget about chicken sandwiches or having the other white meat for dinner – have some cock instead. One can only guess what he will be eating…
Finally another image with the voluptuous lady from an older image. It’s the same guy too, actually.
Island Girls
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My entry for the Fall Fantasy Rally at Renderotica.
Rendered in two passes (one for the “god(dess) rays” and another for general lighting). Only postwork was my typical color adjustments and minor joint and poke through fixes here and there.
NVIATWOAS, I guess? 🙂
Dirty He-Man & Evil-Lyn WIPs
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– But of course it is… He-Masochist.”
I played around a bit doing He-Man related stuff starting with Evil-Lyn. For her I modeled her helmet, staff and couple of skulls. She’ll probably need arm bands on her biceps. Pants she can do without – I like how goofy she looks in the second image without any.
I also modeled He-Man some gear and I didn’t even have to rig any of it. I would’ve loved to have used a more accurate hair but he looked like too big of a douche bag with his customary medieval bowl cut. Modelling a new hair might be a bit more work than I’m willing to put into this.
Melting in Her Hands
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Almost a week into the experiment, he had started to wonder if his ambition was to prove his undoing. Not willing to risk anyone else, he’d volunteered for the experiment himself.
His two assistants were quick to tend to any extraneous discomfort he might experience and they kept a keen eye that the experiment proceeded as scheduled. It may have been just the experiment starting to take its toll on his psyche but over the last couple of days he had started to wonder if his assistants’ abundant care – much beyond what their professional duty required – was entirely altruistic. Their methods of distracting him from the discomfort of his position were becoming increasingly… unorthodox.
And the uniforms they had started wearing lately – definitely NOT standard issue.
A Friendly Handshake
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“Good morning, young man,” she said. “I see you’ve already met my daughters.”
“Hnmmmhnhnggghhhh!” I said.
“The breakfast will be served momentarily. How would you like your bacon?”
“Mmmmnngggghhmmmm!” I replied.
“Girls. Please.”
“Crisp, please. Thank you, m’am.”
“I quite enjoyed last night,” she purred – adding with frown: “I’ll admit that I thought you were bone dry by the time we finished, though.”
“Hnnnnggghhhhhh,” I said. I had been.
Hitching a Ride
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The enterprising DIY girls from the muddy banks of Southern Mississippi chip in the electoral campaign for Candidate Laramie.
Laramie’s campaign materials which “You may use any of our material free of charge for any reason” courtesy of Westboro Baptist Church. What an endearing bunch they are… “Thou shalt not lie with mankind as with womankind; it is abomination” but getting fucked up the ass by womankind kind of changes the application of that rule, doesn’t it?