Playboy Morning Show - Episode 218

Paz de la Huerta swept into the mini-mansion, barefoot and breezy, cameras still flashing behind her. She laughed about the endless photos, then admitted who touched her best—her own hands, slow and sure, knew every dip and freckle. She talked Jack Nicholson with a wicked grin, called Boardwalk Empire the best sex scene she’d ever shot, all heat and tension under the lights. Later she slipped off her dress for Chicktionary, letting the body painters glide thick brushes across her skin. Cool paint traced the curve of her breasts, circled her nipples, ran in smooth lines down the soft swell of her belly. She stood still, breathing shallow, as color bloomed over her thighs, the wet bristles teasing every inch they passed. When the last stroke finished, she turned, paint shining, daring the room to keep looking.