I take my time with this banana, slowly unpeeling it while locking eyes with you. Every movement is teasing, every lick deliberate. I slide it between my lips, savoring the shape, the taste, the fantasy. My mouth wraps around it with a soft moan, making you imagine exactly what else I could do with this kind of control. It’s not just a fruit—it’s a full-blown temptation, and I know you’re watching every second, wishing it was you instead.