People, do you subscribe to the “theory” that men who can kill it on the dance floor are similarly agile in the sack?

I’ve pondered this in the past but my latest Rogues’ Gallery piece set me to thinking about this again. The reason I’m asking: I’ve done a lot of dancing in my life, but haven’t necessarily gotten busy with all those random partners at random clubs. So, what’s your experience?
It does stand to reason that there’s a certain rhythm to a heart-pounding roll in the hay, much like getting down on a crowded dance floor. Bodies slick with sweat. Targeted, pelvic thrusts. Hands clutching your partner’s ass and vice versa.
Conversely, have you ever been pleasantly surprised in that you hit a club with someone who could barely navigate a two-step, but set your legs to shaking like a salt-shaker, in bed?
Asking for a friend.






