Sauntering over to the armchair, you plop you nude, chocolate rear down into it and put up the footrest. "It feels so good to relax after a long day." You groan, stretching your legs and flexing your dainty toes. You turn on the tv to a random sitcom, which you can't help but become slightly immersed in. "This actually isn't that bad of a show, I guess." Although, you were more focused on the characters than the show's substance. There was a voluptuous latina on the show, as well as a buff white stud. You could barely take your eyes off the both of them, especially the buff guy.
"He looks pretty good, I must say." You compliment, licking the banana you had with you. One scene began with the guy taking his shirt and pants off, and your eyes were glued to him. "Oh, I could just imagine...." you begin to say, gripping your now dark skinned chest. In fact, you grabbed a pair of perky boobs that had appeared. "I'd totally want him to..." You finish licking the banana, than proceeded to plunge it into your ebony honey pot. You thrust it fiercely, imagining what the buff guy on the show was packing. "Ah, fill me up!" you effeminately moan. Your pussy held onto the banana every time you pull it outwards. "It's so big!" You cried and felt yourself reach orgasm; dirtying the chair with your fluids. "Oh my, that was fantastic." You coo, slowly licking the defiled banana.