On any given day, depending on what time it is, Kate Moss will either be getting drunk, drunk or passed out drunk. Guess which one she was when she was in a sex shop slapping her face with a dildo and then blowing it.
BOOZED-UP bride-to-be Kate Moss bought NINE sex toys and went wild on an outrageous visit to a Soho shop. Kate, 36, who fell over TWICE, kept yelling: “I’m horny and I’m in a sex shop.”
An onlooker told us: “She was totally drunk and collapsed on the floor … Then she started squirting strawberry flavour lube all over the place and playing with a big black sex toy. She was hitting the side of her face with it. Then she put her mouth over it, simulating oral sex, and rubbed it up and down after smothering it with lube.”
Uhh, I really hope they made her buy that. The dildo with Kate’s saliva all over it. Otherwise some unsuspecting slut is gonna go home and jam that thing inside of them, probably good and deep too, like someone packing an old musket. You might as well dip the thing in cobra venom.
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Kate Moss and a guy with bigger tits than Kate Moss hung out on St Barts today, and as you can see it was a real delight for the senses. Actually the picture agency says the guy is “lover Jamie Hince”, though I’m not sure why they describe him that way. It might be because he’s so smooth. First he built a little sand penis on her stomach, then he smeared the sand over her and rubbed it into her skin.
If there’s one thing I know about women, it’s that they love having dirt and sand and broken glass ground into their skin, specifically real sensitive spots like their tits. They consider it a nice break from the other 23 hours of the day when they completely obsess over their skin. Maybe when she falls asleep you can shave her head too, genius.
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I can’t live your life for you, but if you’re so obsessed with naked girls that you’ll even look at Kate Moss pictures, you need to look yourself in the mirror and ask if that’s really the kind of person you want to be. Or just sit there and look at the pictures. Whatever man it’s your life.
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If you’re a guy and you had a computer in the 90’s, you almost definitely had this Karen Mulder wallpaper at least once. I had it twice. From 1994 to 97, then from a week later in 97 to 98. And her body still looked pretty awesome this week in St. Tropez, on a yacht with some Russian mob lookin dudes and some other topless chicks.
But you really roll the dice when you stock your yacht with 90s supermodels. They could look like Karen Mulder, or they could look like Kate Moss. I would beat that thing with a bible if it crawled onto my boat.
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Sometimes in fables the Devil will grant someone a wish in exchange for their soul, but of course he’s gotta be a dick about it and give the person what they asked for but with some cruel twist. Like you ask to be rich and he makes you rich in wisdom or some useless shit like that. These pictures show what you would get if your wish was for a world famous supermodel, sunbathing topless on a yacht bigger than the high school I went to, and also there’s another girl who is also topless, and they start to do yoga together and the other topless girl starts rubbing the supermodels back and shoulders, perhaps telling her to relax and let go of all her inhibitions.
Pretty hot, right? Do you remember the part about the cruel twist? Ta-da.
The Sydney Morning Herald says that Kate Moss entered herself as a prize in a charity auction, and the highest bidder gets to kiss her while she’s dressed up as a cop. For some reason. “Prize” might not be the word I'm looking for.
(She) sold the smooch for 5000 pounds ($10,400) in aid of Great Ormond Street Hospital - a specialist children's hospital in London - at a fundraiser last week. When bidding began to slow down the 35-year-old beauty volunteered to wear a police uniform for the embrace to help increase offers.
This sounds like a really good auction. 10 grand, and you don’t get the naked model version of Kate Moss (this), you get to kiss the one who wrapped her lips around this guys penis several thousand times. Maybe next year I can bid on having a big mean dog chase me, or just lock me in a room then drop in lots of poisonous bees.
