It all started innocently enough—just doing a favor house sitting while your family's away. I tossed you a few packs of balloons I grabbed at the store, thinking you might want some entertainment. But when I came back to check on you? Oh, I knew what kind of entertainment you really wanted the moment I saw those glossy, inflated orbs in your hands. The way your eyes lit up watching me pop them—first with my hands, then my nails, then oh god the way I blew them up right in front of you, my lips wrapping around the necks, as I stretched the latex to its limit. And when I saw how hard you were getting? That’s when I slipped off my top, letting you watch every jiggle as I teased the last balloons with my pin, popping them one by one until... well, let’s just say you popped right along with them. Come see just how messy things got when house sitting turned into something much hotter.
