Sometimes there is nothing quite as thrilling and exciting as sending a naughty nude pic to your partner to tease them and make them want to fuck you.

We can all agree that tits are pretty fantastic. If you’re feeling down or you’ve had a stressful day, just the sight of a big and juicy pair is sure to put a smile on your face and a hard-on in your pants.

The Cannes Lions International Festival is a huge deal each and every year, with thousands flocking to the south east of France to see if they can catch a glimpse of the stars and get an eye full of the talent there.

It was a Thursday morning and I’d awoken in a good mood, as I did every Thursday. It could have had something to do with the fact that I was going to see my super sexy science teacher Mr Robinson that afternoon.

In a world gone mad, we’re now seeing people so desperately dodge the archaic prostitution laws that they’re using other crimes as alibies. And not just those ordinary day ‘I made a mistake’ sort of excuses, but actually admitting to taking and buying drugs. This was the case for Michael Wokoh this week, found kerb crawling the streets of Bristol in the early hours of the 20th of May this year.

Mention trying something kinky and new in the bedroom with your partner and they will probably panicking, wondering what you are going to ask them to do… but in reality, there are a lot of kinky things you can try in the bedroom that don’t take your out of your comfort zone.

We all have things that we like doing in the bedroom, kinky things we want to try, and fetishes we enjoy. We might not always admit it, but they are there, and meeting others who share our fetishes gives us the chance to explore them.

I have to admit it, when I saw the ‘alleged’ Danish sex education book which went into rather graphic detail about how children were made this week, I thought it was a wind up. Maybe it the torrent of fake stories given to us by social media, or allegations of photo’s being taken down because they ‘offend Muslims’, when in fact no such thing has happened, I have just become rather sceptical in my old age.

Our rowdy youth are notorious pests when they’re abroad; if we’re not casually desecrating somebody’s treasured culture and heritage, we’re striping naked in their streets and peeing on their sacred buildings. And this is only our casual ‘party-time’ tourists, and doesn’t include our other equally famous horde of intrepid travellers – the ‘gap year’ bunch.