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The sixty nine or if you are French—and when aren’t they beyond on point when it comes to inventing honey-tongued terms for sex acts?—soixante-neuf.
Ahem, I am, uh…a bit of a fan.
I have never actually seen Pretty Woman but a lot of people I knew in high school liked to trot out that line Julia Roberts’ character gives about kissing being the most intimate thing two people can do to justify their own philosophy of abstinence. (Really, I went to an Xtian high school.)
Although I consider it unspeakably stupid to insist one activity is the most intimate to and for everyone, I think there is a fucking compelling argument to be made for having someone’s face between your legs with your genitals in their mouth while your head is between their legs with their genitals in your mouth.
If that weren’t enough the only scenery is some cycloptic asshole staring you down.
Plus with a little bit of pactice balancing both partners can use both hands in the proceedings.
And besides a spoon position can you think of any other arrangement offering such maximal skin-to-skin surface area?
No matter whether you agree or not, there is a decided lack of sexy images featuring soixante-neuf. I think that’s the main reason I dig this image: it admits this isn’t supposed to be photogenic; it’s supposed to be about how it feels.