In case you guys don't know it, let me tell you that one of women's favorite subjects of discussion is the performance of their lovers. Once upon a time, long ago and far away, my sister, Sophie, and I were chatting about our favorite subject, and she told me that she and her husband had tried something new and delicious. She had just peeled a banana and was about to take a bite, when he sidled up to her and suggested a better use for that banana. Sophie thought that sounded like a good idea and laid back and got comfortable. Sam slid that banana into her vagina and then preceded to eat it...slowly. Sophie said that she came like a freight train before the fruit was half gone.
That sounded pretty interesting to me, so next time the boyfriend-du-jour stopped by my place I told him about it. He had us both out of our clothes before I could mention that I had no bananas on hand. The only fruit in my kitchen was a bunch of grapes. Hey, no problem! All I will say is, it was a lot easier putting them in, than it was getting them out. The train was derailed and we never tried that again.
Darn! I just remembered that I had been planning to talk about sweaty sex. Maybe next time.