Reverse Cowboy Quotes

Maybe I’m overthinking that photo, but I’m starting to notice a pattern: Evelyn always leaves you hoping you’ll get just a little bit more. And she always denies you. Even in her much-talked-about sex scene in Three A.M. from 1977, in which she writhes, reverse-cowboy style, on top of Don Adler, you see her full breasts for less than three seconds. It was rumored for years that the incredible box-office numbers for the film were because couples were going to see it multiple times. How does she know just how much to give and just how much of herself to withhold?

She needed him inside her. Now. "It's past time to put your money where your mouth is." "You got that all in reverse, sweetheart." He cut off the water and backed her slowly to the wall, his lips curving into a dangerous smile. "It's time to put my mouth where your honey is.

The masquerades bend and rise, as if bowing again to Pauly, but they do not jump and twirl and somersault this time. They sway, at first slowly, and then faster. They sway left and right, their heads almost touching the ground before they go in the reverse direction. The feathers do not spread out in glorious performance; they droop behind the wooden head. The cowboy hat has a crooked rim. The silver face doesn’t reflect the sun; the slits darken.

That’s it, Gracie. Enjoy my little show. Imagine all the things I could do to you with this body, these hands, this mouth. How hard this cowboy could ride you after months of a dry spell. 11 Cowboys

This is the peace I’ve been looking for. This mess of love and laughter and the warm press of a woman at my side who sees it all and loves it, too. 11 Cowboys

All my adult life, sex has been something that emptied me of hope, self-worth, and a belief in love. But what happened last night showed me it can be the opposite, too. These men filled me with their bodies and their releases, but with their hearts and dreams and a glimpse at a future I could never have believed would include me. 11 Cowboys

Love doesn’t have to come in the shapes I thought it did. It doesn’t have to be perfect, or clean, or understandable to anyone else. It just has to be real. Shared, chosen, messy, honest, and big enough to let you grow inside it.