What is sex?

Sex is rigid bone, covered in velvet skin, pounding and ripping into fleshy cavity with heart-pounding passion and blood-red lust. Sex is bang! Bang! That’s sex, brother, and don’t kid yourself. Bang! Pound! Bang! And then comes a rush of luscious fever, an ocean of pin-prick sensation, and a shuddering climax of gushing hot blood. Pow! And then to hell with sex. That’s sex, kid.

Jack Kerouac // from a journal entry

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