In this steamy, fruit-filled fantasy, a young woman finds solace in the most unexpected of places. A ripe banana, left on the counter, catches her eye, stirring a primal hunger within her. She picks it up, her fingers tracing the curve, her mind racing with impure thoughts. She doesn't need anyone else; this fruit will do just fine. She peels it, her tongue darting out to lick the tip, before she begins to suck, her hand working her clit in time with her mouth. The banana bobs up and down, mimicking the motions of a cock, as she moans, her body tensing, ready for release. She comes undone, her juices mixing with the fruit, leaving her a sticky, satisfied mess.