How To Hold A Banana Correctly

“Oh Matt,” was all I could say as he worked himself up to a steady pace. “Looks like it’s paying off though,” I said while starring at Matt’s muscular arms and back. “What all did she make,” Matt – who was something of a amateur cook himself – asked with serious curiosity. “Almost a half hour now,” Matt said as he invited me to come watch his first official game a week from now. I got up on my hands and knees and Matt took the cue and started pounding me from behind. “Thanks babe,” Matt said as he reached down and shifted the brunette’s head some so she could get a better grip with her mouth. I never said anything to John. “I have to get to work this morning and then I have football practice this afternoon. He just called and told me he had to run to the airport and he’d be back whenever he could. We faced each other as Matt instructed me to wrap my legs around him. It felt like I had a gallon of Matt’s hot cum inside of me. I reached down and helped Matt slide his briefs down.