What a battlefield! How shredded the balloons are in all corners. Were you close to skin? For you are still some balloons left over. Your special sweet. Are you doing well, rubbing and squeezing the balloon? Loudly, I torment you with my loud noises from the balloon. Riding, squeezing, pushing, trampling. Every single balloon will change your heart and soul. Your lust knows no bounds. Join in the destruction.