Sometimes you just need a good hard fuck. Not a quickie (though they're fun in their own way) but one of those day-long, call-out sick, marathon fuck-fests that leave you drained and shaky.

Where you cum so often and so hard there's a danger of dehydration.

Where you scream so loud the neighbors are banging on the wall and threatening to call the cops.

Where the pillows are on the floor and the sheets are soaked in body fluids, tangled in a knot at the end of the bed.

Where every one of your erogenous zones is rubbed raw, red and stinging.

Where you're slamming Red Bull, motrin and carbs to get through the next day at work.

Where your co-workers ask "Dude, what the fuck happened to you? You look like a train wreck." And you just smile. Wearily.