With her heart racing, the blonde roommate caught her perverted roommate red-handed. He was crouched down, his face deep in her laundry basket, sniffing her panties. She grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled him up roughly. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" she spat out. He looked up at her, his face flushed with embarrassment. "I... I'm sorry," he stammered. "I can't help it. I love the smell of your panties." Instead of being repulsed by his admission, she felt a strange thrill course through her veins. "Well, maybe you'll love this even more," she said, grabbing him by the tie and leading him to her room. Without further warning, she pushed him onto the bed and climbed on top of him.
