This isn't about sex, it's about barstool come-ons.
Some guy leans over to an even moderately attractive woman and starts talking about all the crazy sexy shit he wants to do to her for hours and hours and hours -- and sure, we know it's usually foolish and risky to go off with some random guy, but even assuming no overt danger of pregnancy, disease, or violence, usually the best you can hope for with one of these big-talkers is that he'll cum in his pants while you're unbuttoning your shirt. In any case, he's not going act on all of his big talk.
OTOH, women CAN go for hours. We can go long after the man starts chaffing and whining about needing sleep. Don't believe me? Do a quick google search for "Man left crying in the street after being trapped by German nymphomaniac."
This isn't about sex, it's about barstool come-ons.
Some guy leans over to an even moderately attractive woman and starts talking about all the crazy sexy shit he wants to do to her for hours and hours and hours -- and sure, we know it's usually foolish and risky to go off with some random guy, but even assuming no overt danger of pregnancy, disease, or violence, usually the best you can hope for with one of these big-talkers is that he'll cum in his pants while you're unbuttoning your shirt. In any case, he's not going act on all of his big talk.
OTOH, women CAN go for hours. We can go long after the man starts chaffing and whining about needing sleep. Don't believe me? Do a quick google search for "Man left crying in the street after being trapped by German nymphomaniac."