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Looner, pop pop pop. The balloon scatter on the floor with the next prick of the pin. Smell the latex in the air? You’re invited to the party, but beware. It’s combustible.

 
As a little one did your Mama pop the balloons after the party?
Did she make a big popping mess?
 
I remember the first time I went to a party that there was a lot of balloons at. This boy, we will call him Tommy. His Mommy kept popping them with the cherry tip of her cigarette. Poor Tommy would cry each time she did. It was funny, but sad at the same time. He would grab them up and she would pop them for him being selfish.
 

This was the beginning of a looner!

 
As the party went on, he somehow was able to hide about 15 of the red latex balloons. I caught him in his bedroom rubbing his dick all over them, and snitched. Mrs. Looner fetish stormed down the hall with a lit cigarette and all you could hear was him screaming and POP! POP! POP!
 
I was such a snitch, but when I found him later he was jerking his little prick into a pile of popped balloons. Sniffing a few, and rubbing others on his dick. I guess Mommy did know best for him.
 
Recently I met him at a party, and same thing happened, but this time, I was the one to pop the balloons and make him cry. I couldn’t help it. I love the sound of a popping balloon.
 
After filling a room with about 2 dozen of the inflatables, I got him to go in and masturbate on them. Each time he stroked I popped one with my fingernail. Smoking is nasty.
 
Looner freaks beware. I will pop your chances of having some hot latex love.
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