I walk into a room to find an adorable, tightly blow up inflatable turtle. I lounge on it, bounce, and feel its lovely tight inflatable body. I cross my legs over it's head and begin to grind against it. After a while I decide I need to feel the plastic against my pussy so I take of my bikini bottoms. I love feeling the soft plastic against my pussy. I get hot from humping my turtle and take off my top. As I take off my top I'm unaware my high heels are digging into the inflatable turtle. My heel slips and makes a big POP on the turtle's front leg. I panic and try to find a patch before it ...

I walk into a room to find an adorable, tightly blow up inflatable turtle. I lounge on it, bounce, and feel its lovely tight inflatable body. I cross my legs over it's head and begin to grind against it. After a while I decide I need to feel the plastic against my pussy so I take of my bikini bottoms. I love feeling the soft plastic against my pussy. I get hot from humping my turtle and take off my top. As I take off my top I'm unaware my high heels are digging into the inflatable turtle. My heel slips and makes a big POP on the turtle's front leg. I panic and try to find a patch before it loses anymore air. Clumsy me, my heel punctures the turtle yet again and a find a piece of tape to patch the hole. I apologize to my sweet inflatable turtle, but it turns out my turtle actually likes being popped so I continue to pop him with my heels. I pop him about 12 times, releasing more air with each pop. Towards the end I say goodbye to my inflatable turtle and rip him to shreds.