Enjoying my neighbor's voluptuous curves up close

As a college lad, I've always been a fan of the view from my dorm window, overlooking the luscious landscape of my neighbor's voluptuous form. Her curves are a sight to behold, her ample bosom and shapely derriere a testament to her beauty. One fateful day, I found myself with a balloon, an unexpected yet exciting addition to the scene. As I began to play with the balloon, I noticed her watching me from across the way. Intrigued, she joined in, her own balloon bouncing in rhythm with mine. The sight was exhilarating, her curves reflected in the shiny surface of the balloon, a tantalizing invitation. Our playful exchange soon escalated, our mutual arousal impossible to ignore. The balloon became a symbol of our shared desire, a catalyst for the erotic encounter that followed. This is my story, a tale of passion and desire, a testament to the allure of the female form, and the power of a simple balloon.