The term "making love" and getting "fucked, can sometimes go hand in hand. Making love is so goddamn generic and Danielle Steele. It's not a reality to expect hours of passionate canoodling on a bed of rose petals while Celine Dion coos softly in the background. That shit isn't actuality. It's some dream concocted to convince the women that are getting hosed sexually and "getting fucked" during the commercials of Monday Night Football that there is hope to bring romance back to their sagging love lives.
So, the next time you want to get pillaged and have your petticoats ripped and thrown over your head, try running that past your husband who is exhausted after working two jobs and can barely stay awake long enough to take his pants off before he comes to bed. let alone, primp and preen or even wash his freakin' balls before laying down and sweating up your 800 count sheets.