Reverse Cowgirl Quotes

Reverse cowgirl on a drum throne with the hottest man I’ve ever laid eyes on? Yes, please, and thank you.

And this is when I know we’re only about an hour and a half from Harlow riding Finn reverse-cowgirl on the floor somewhere.

I’m equal opportunity. I like a woman on top, I like to be on top, I like a woman on all fours, I like her bent over, I like her up against the wall. I’m good with reverse cowgirl, sixty-nine, inside, outside, upside-down,

I don’t want this! It isn’t supposed to be like this! I’m supposed to lose my virginity in some awesome, superspectacular, sensational way. Not like this! But everything inside me is going gooey like rich, warm, velvety chocolate fondue that’s so thick and sweet and scrumptious that I want to swim in it, let it cover my head, take me down deep into a place where I don’t have to think anymore and I don’t have to fight anymore and I can just be without always having to struggle to stay on top and protect myself and win all the time. I want to get naked here in the street. I want to do it every which way, standing up and lying down, doggy style and reverse cowgirl.

She straddles me, ass to my face, reverse cowgirl, tangled hair swinging. And son of a bitch, the woman can ride.

Ms. Perry, I didn’t ask you to ride me so hard. You didn’t have to give yourself that much of a workout… but your reverse cowgirl position was an incredible view.” Nubia’s lip curled into a sneer. “No, you didn’t ask me to. But the way your toes curled up, and all that moaning you were doing was such wonderful motivation that I just couldn’t help myself.

him reverse cowgirl-style,

There’s always reverse cowgirl.

Nah, we fucked each other. Ain’t that right bae?” Devil taunted me. “Let this nigga know how I put this dick up in you and how you rode my shit reverse cowgirl all night.

Grinning like a maniac, I scrambled over to him and let him position me reverse cowgirl again, facing both Kody and Archer on my knees. The first drip of lube on my ass made me flinch because it was cold, but as soon as Steele started working it in, pushing his finger into me and stretching my ass, the cold was forgotten. "Arch," I said in a breathless pant. "Archer, come here.

I’d been a little bored lately, you see, so I’d started up this game with myself where I fucked each girl from the same group in a specific position. For example, I did all the Alpha Delta Pi sorority sisters in reverse cowgirl. Teaching majors were strictly oral. And the athlete groupies got it doggie style. That way, when they talked amongst themselves, they all realized I did them the same way, and they began to think I had some weird tick, or something. Not really sure why I’d started up such a bizarre game with myself, but it amused the hell out of me to fuck with their heads.

I blinked and he was no longer by the couch—he was nose-to-nose with me. My breathing quickened. It was the first time he’d ever put his preternatural speed to full use in front of me. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, trailed his fingers down my cheek. He traced the shape of my lips, then let his hand fall away. I wet my lips and looked up at him. The lust I felt when standing so close to him was almost unbearable. I wanted to lean into him. I wanted to pull his head down and kiss him. I wanted to strip, and shove him back, and be his reverse cowgirl, ride him hard until he made raw, sexy, rough sounds as he came.

I want to lick him. I want to strip him naked and lick every hill and valley of his muscular body. I want to know if all his muscles are as big as the ones on his arms. I want to ride him like a cowgirl. And then I want to ride him like a reverse cowgirl.

Billy?” she said, looking up at him. “Yes, Amy?” “I love you,” she said sweetly, with no reservations whatsoever, no strings attached. The fresh honesty of children simply couldn’t be denied. Thirty years of trauma, healed by the cutest therapist of all, in two seconds flat, he thought. With just one little sentence.