Hillary stepped into the closet, her face bright red with embarrassment. She whispered in Banana's ear. Hillary felt his dick in his tight pants.
"Hey… You ready?"
Banana didn't answer, but Hillary knew what she should do. She slowly bit his lip, and unbuckled her belt. She slid down her pants and revealed her fully erect peen. It was already wet with thick, juicy semen. A whole 1.5 inches. Staggering.
"Heh… I went a little early… But, I know where we can find pleasure." Hillary compromised, blushing. She took Banana, bent over and set him up on her wrinkly and smelly asshole. Banana paused, did he really want to lose his virginity to a fucking liar? Banana sighed, and peeled himself and prepared for some late night spelunking.
"I-I'm going in…" Hillary stammered, pushing Banana in slowly. She let out a slight groan, and took a deep breath in. She looked at the banana, and felt a sense of dignity. She was no longer a little girl who shit himself anymore, she was a woman. She took Banana inside of herself and squealed like a fucking Jap on Hiroshima. She began thrusting in and out, as fast as she could. She loved the smooth feel of the thicc banana rubbing against her rectum. Her moans were getting higher and higher pitched as she continued, getting closer to a second splurge.
"Banana, you feel so good!" Hillary squealed. "If only Hailey would do this…"
Suddenly, Hillary felt Banana soften, and she pulled Banana out.
"What's wrong? You've browned? And I know that's not my shit, I cleaned, I swear."
Banana said no words, yet Hillary understood.
"I see. I'm sorry I made us fuck… I should have told you I have a husband that cheats on me… It was nice to be able to do this, though. Thanks." She smiled. She pulled up her pants, and pulled on her hello kitty underpants and tightened the belt. She sat beside Banana, and they fell asleep together in Chriss smelly ass closet, a sweaty and browned sock sitting between them, a momo poster smiling beside.