Kelly Shamrock - The New Roommate Stinks 2

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Kelly Shamrock - The New Roommate Stinks 2

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The Curvy Roommate's Farting Prank

Kelly Shamrock, a plump and curvaceous redhead, slid into your life as a new roommate. Her sensuality was matched only by her gastronomical prowess. As you entered the room, the aroma of her lunch wafted through the air. It was a heady blend of garlic and spices that tickled your nose and made your mouth water. Your gaze drifted towards your lunchbox, curious about what she had prepared.

The Case of the Suspicious Lunch Box

The next day, you noticed your lunch tasted kind of funny. The aroma that drifted from your lunchbox was unmistakable—it smelled like a cross between a rotten egg and a wet dog. You suspected Kelly might be responsible, so you set up a hidden camera to watch your lunchbox while you were away. Little did you know, she was already one step ahead of you.

Kelly entered the room, her plump rump swaying enticingly beneath her form-fitting windpants. She glanced at the camera, her eyes widening in mock horror. "Someone's being sneaky," she murmured, a wicked smile curving her full lips. She approached your lunchbox, her stomach rumbling ominously. Without warning, she bent over and let out a long, low fart that reverberated through the room. The camera caught every delicious detail of her big juicy ass cheeks wobbling with each passing wind.

A Feast of Farts and Burps

Kelly chuckled, pleased with herself. "Guess that's what you get for trying to spy on me," she said, winking at the camera. She reached into your lunchbox and extracted your lunch container, giving it an exaggerated sniff. "Mmm, smells like someone needs some 'extra flavor,'" she purred, her voice dripping with innuendo. She proceeded to fart into your sandwich, cookies, and even your water bottle, all while grinning cheekily at the camera.

Her belches were just as impressive as her farts. Each one sent a warm, wet wave of air washing over your lunch, coating it in her delicious scent. She even went so far as to burp directly into your face, sending a mist of saliva and breath across your cheek. It was an intimate act, one that left you feeling both humiliated and aroused.

The Grand Finale

By the time Kelly was finished with your lunch, it was a soggy, stinky mess. She packed it all back into your lunchbox, laughing as she did so. "There you go, sweetheart," she said, winking at the camera. "A special delivery from Kelly. Enjoy!"

As she walked away, her plump ass swaying enticingly beneath her windpants, you couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of disgust and arousal. Your lunch had been transformed into a feast of farts and burps, courtesy of your curvaceous, eproctophilic roommate. And yet, you couldn't deny the thrill you felt at the thought of sharing such an intimate meal with her. The power dynamics between you were clear—Kelly was in control, and you were her willing, if somewhat embarrassed, plaything. And you couldn't wait to see what she would cook up next.

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