Pranking Off. Part 2
As Steve went into the basement, he was greeted with the view of his other Roommate’s ass in a pair of very tight jeans.
She was reaching down into the drum of the washing machine, and as she was doing so, her ass wiggled back and forth, causing his dick to spring back to life.
He squeaked a little as he felt himself getting his second unwelcome hard-on of the day.
“What?” She turned around as she heard him, before looking away innocently as she spotted his tented pants.
“Ahem…” she cleared her throat. “Washer’s been having a bit of a problem; wasn’t draining properly for some reason…”
It was working just fine.
“May’ve gotten clogged up with… something… “ she smirked a little. “Our last housemate he uhh… did a lot of washing… mostly boxers if you catch my drift…” she giggled.
“What?!” she teased innocently. “nothing to do with me… I swear…”
As she lightly shifted on the spot, it was still enough to set her tits in motion. And in her experience, it didn’t need much of that to set a guy off.
“Or was iiiit!” She giggled, eagerly bouncing on the spot.
Sure enough, it immediately triggered Steve’s cock into splattering his second pair of boxers of the day. As Olivia sniggered gleefully at his accident, Steve was beginning to see why Kevin had not stuck around here.
Olivia skipped up to him and patted him on the cheek. “I think I fixed it though so, feel free to give it a shot…” she looked down at the wet spot on his jeans with a beaming smile. “Did you have a big load?” she giggled.
Steve was the victim of a lot “pranks” from the girls while living with them. Still, it never really made him want to move out.
