There was this one weekend where I literally ended up with nothing left... I mean, it was the sexual equivalent of the dry heaves. Took three days to get to that point. It involved a slim woman who was feeling a bit frustrated about a dry spell, and I was between wives. Gave her a goodnight peck and the next thing we knew it was The Lost Weekend.
Alas, that was... let's see... yep, twenty-seven years ago. Dang!