Hefner’s always watching over his bitches.
Is she at Hef’s wake?
It’s a wake rehearsal. The bunnies have one every year.
As I said before, this is all prudent work to document all the stuff she will eventually sell….
It’s like watching the Home Shopping Network. And yes, *everything* in the picture is for sale.
Hugh has been dead for six months and no one has notice that she is still cashing his social security checks.
of all his disposable wives, this one’s the ugliest.
The books proved too onerous, didn’t they? Sorry… “hard”.
Anybody want to guess how long it will take her to jump to the next old billionaire when Hef dies?
I suspect she’ll tear through some hard dicks for a while. Not that funneling a puddle of loose skin into your vagina isn’t super satisfying.
You’re a hopeless romantic if you think she’ll wait until he dies. Just ’till he’s in an irreversible coma.
Also, Hef is not a billionaire. Far from it.
You know me. I’m definitely a hopeless romantic. What are you doing later?
Sending provocative photos of my feet to Quentin Tarantino. Just to fuck with him.
Send me some photos too. I’m not a feet man. I want something a lot more interesting, if you know what I mean.
Not another elbow fetishist. Sigh.
Oh yeah. Work that elbow. God damn, look at that crease.
Oh yeah, work that blur filter.
way too much plastic for someone in her 20’s.
That looks says to me “hey I just gave Hef a nice warm milk and ambian colada”. Come on over.
those fake fuckin hollywood barbie noses are SO GROSS
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