I've got to get another room full of beautiful, big, pear-shaped balloons ready just begging me to pop them! I love the feel of the rubber on my skin so much I have to hug each one and caress it until the bearhug just has to come out and pop it. There's pieces of balloon flying everywhere, snapping my nipple at one point through my shirt enough it makes me squeal! I've got 10 and counting until my floor will be covered with all the fun we just had together.