To put the wood in instead of taking it out. To fuck. To have sex. To screw.
I'm so horny. When we get home let's play a round of reverse jenga.
Put the wood in instead of taking it out. To have sex. To fuck.
I'm so hot right now. When we get home let's play a game of reverse jenga!
When the GF, wife, or prostitute while wearing a strap-on is reverse-titty-fucking a man so that all he see's is her ass and meat curtains, which happens to look like a bow tie on his neck.
Dude 1: I need to lose weight.
Dude 2: Why?
Dude 1: The wife said the only sex we are having is a reverse bow tie until I lose my man-tits
When your girl reverse titty-fuck a guy. It goes without saying, the she would wear a strapon and the dude is fat enough to have tits. Needless to say, dude also get pegged on a regular basis. Her ass and meat curtains are upside-down and it looks like he is wearing a fleshy bow-tie. It's called "reverse bow tie" because the guy is who titty-fucks a girl.
Guy 1: I need to loose weight!
Guy 2: Why!
Guy 1: My girl only wants to do reverse bow tie.
When a guy finishes in a girl right before she squirts and she projectile squirts the cum back at him.
"Hey I heard you fucked Trinity, how did that go?"
"Man I'm never doing that again, she pulled the White Uno Reverse on me. Shit was nasty"
The practice or quality of using discriminatory practices you fought against to achieve privileged positions you previously deemed were unjust.
Reversity proponents suggest Harvard should not admit students based solely on their academic merit.
the scrambling and panickedly mannered act(s) of instituting fiercly corrective measures, laws, by-laws, see you later-laws, get the fuck out-laws, rules, by-rules, get the fuck out-rules, city and statewide ordinances, by-oridinances, good-bye motherfucker ordinances and any other discomforting unpleasant unwelcomness contemplatable, conjurable, craftly worded, so-tobeit a legislatable, any-something any-somehow to convey any-possible-somehint of displeasure by formerly friendly welcoming townfolk, who've decided diversity wasn't such a great idea after all and are one rudeness away from becoming a pitchfork, hatchet, axe and flaming lit-torch carrying mob thanks to the (placement) arrival of less than flexible (to put it lightly) new arrivals that have “culturally enriched” their new adoptive community, the way a large uranium spill might.
They had, had enough of the 7th century time traverls and had devised a streamlined stealthy plan of reversity to send them back to the correct time-zone!