Teabagged By The Devil, 1882
After last year’s hilarity involving the education of a substantial fraction of our culture in the finer points of teabagging, it’s time to share a “nothing-new-under-the-sun” moment that surprised even me. I refer, of course, to an artwork called Calvary. It’s by Felicien Rops, dates from 1882, and it features, among other disturbing imagery, the devil’s own ball sack, squarely planted (ok, not quite square, her head is tilted) on a sacrificial forehead:
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Springtime Is Out There
To those of you still locked in winter’s icy grip, or for whom March remains more lion than lamb, I offer Susie from Action Girls:
“Travel agent? Oh, travel agent! I need a flight to wherever SHE is.”
Crepitui Ventris Conservatore Deo Propitio
Sorry, I’m not enough classical scholor to translate the caption on this. But I thought it would make a more attractive title than “Eleven Farts”:

Showing A Little Leg…Plus!
The demure clothing makes this Vintage Lust pussy flash all the more enticing:
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Chilly Beach Girl
Poor thing! She wants taking in and comforting…
From Usenet.
Well Squeezed Tits
“He won’t keep his hands off my boobs!” is a complaint that many a man has earned, true enough. But it’s one of those complaints a wise man doesn’t take entirely at face value. Often, when applied to a lover, the complaint is more about timing or venue or level of applied enthusiasm; it’s a rare woman who wants them left 100% the hell alone. And if you think rough treatment is never appreciated by any woman, here’s a photographic counter argument:
That’s from Sex and Submission via Kinky Delight.
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