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nightmarebrunette:

chagrin: Photo by René de Haan

I used to follow chagrin, but then stopped because I got overwhelmed with the generic black and white sex photos. Many rarely had anything to do with anything more than just sex. And sometimes, that’s just not enough for me. And then nightmarebrunette always reblogs a whole bunch and I’d always wonder why she did. But then something about this photo, made me realize why she did.
Because she’s been here.
Because I remember my back arched, hands twisted into the white sheets. Eyes closed, his rough cheeks against my inner thighs. His wet mouth against the fabric that was already wet. His hands peeling away that barrier, my feet pressed against his back. And then his tongue reaching all of me, against me, inside me.
I reblog it because I remember it happening, and it’s one of those things I’m glad to be reminded of.

therealkatiewest:

nightmarebrunette:

chagrin: Photo by René de Haan

I used to follow chagrin, but then stopped because I got overwhelmed with the generic black and white sex photos. Many rarely had anything to do with anything more than just sex. And sometimes, that’s just not enough for me. And then nightmarebrunette always reblogs a whole bunch and I’d always wonder why she did. But then something about this photo, made me realize why she did.

Because she’s been here.

Because I remember my back arched, hands twisted into the white sheets. Eyes closed, his rough cheeks against my inner thighs. His wet mouth against the fabric that was already wet. His hands peeling away that barrier, my feet pressed against his back. And then his tongue reaching all of me, against me, inside me.

I reblog it because I remember it happening, and it’s one of those things I’m glad to be reminded of.