When I was 18 or 19 still lived at home I took an old G/F out and on the way home my hormones were talking to me so I had the bright idea to screw at a construction site at night by a big mound of white sand. I had a beach towel in the car placed it nicely by the bottom of the mound and used the mound as a back support. The G/F was doing the riding and everything was going great in my mind till my balls were on fire. Yes the red ant pile was pissed off at me for disturbing their home. I threw her off and she landed at least 15' from me in the sand. I did not know that in times of pain one could be so strong. I will always remember that night...
35' under water at a reef in the keys..