Because everything’s more fun when you do it naked. Except for frying bacon.
I don’t think Ann Coulter’s ever mated. I take that as evidence that God exists and is trying to apologize for the inconvenience.
And installing fiberglass insulation.
I can’t speak for others, but a full-body, skin-on-skin embrace with a lover is the best thing EVER.
Great.
Now I can’t sleep tonight.
I’ve begun to itch already…
You just haven’t found the mummified, decapitated, soulless corpses yet.
That’s because she always gets to them first.
Surely the Prince of Darkness…
I just got a mental image of her locking tentacles with Bill O’Reilly.
Gee, thanks.
I’m pretty sure Ann Coulter has great sex, as does Martha Stewart. Those conservative control-freak type chicks are probably tigers in the sack.
Hey, now. He’s been accused of many things, but tasteless isn’t one of them.
Isn’t “soulless” the default condition of corpses?
It’s the part where they kill and eat you afterwards that’s the real bummer.
I think there’s an entire music and fashion movemoment that tries hard to disagree… while really proving your point.
The difference is in the method of removal of the soul. In Coulter’s case, “devoured” might be a better word.
My point is, if you see a corpse, it’s going to be soulless. That’s pretty much what “corpse” means. Saying “Ann Coulter had sex with that guy and left behind a **soulless **corpse!” is akin to saying “Skald the Rhymer is being a pedantic dick today!” In both cases, the bolded terms are unnecessary. 
I see your point.
In that case replace “soulless” with “defiled” and “today” with “as is to be expected.”
Back to the OP: I actually like sex with some clothing on, as long as it’s sexy clothing. From a visual perspective, the GF with a bra on and panties to the side can be fun, fun thing.
Alas, on an average weeknight, it’s like the Flight of the Conchords song, “Business Time”:
But Old Nick puts a bag over his head, too, should hers come off.
You’ve gotta get in and out really quick! It’s an extreme sport.