She came home in a bad mood. Emptied my glass of wine saying nothing and collapsed on a couch. I already knew that it’s better not to ask anything and just do what she says. And her only order was to bring her balloons. I obeyed and gave her a couple of them. First the rubbed those balloons a bit and then she suddenly pressed her spiky heels right into the latex… Omg, that was so scary and loud. I was rooted to the spot and who knows how long could I stay numb if she wouldn’t claim another latex victim for her…
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Qualatex 16'' Balloons United