Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 110

Tyler’s pov

Was I really about to do this to get information on whoev er had written the word whore on Layla’s locker?

I looked at Karen’s house, more specifically her room. It was lit up and I was sure she was waiting for me in there.

I let out an irritated breath and got out of the car. I ap proached the front door and rang the bell.

In just a few minutes someone’s footsteps approach the door. When the door pried open | smile at Karen’s mother awkwardly.

“Oh it’s you Tyler. Thought it was the pizza delivery guy.” Karen’s mom laughed lightly.

“Sorry about visiting this late ma’am, Karen asked me to help her with our history homework that’s due tomorrow.” 

I wasn’t even good at history.

“Oh I know about that, Karen has already informed me that you’d be visiting. And please, how many times must I tell you to call me Kerry?” She giggled and opened the door wider.

“Come in. Come in. Haven’t seen you here in a while.” She smiles and I return an awkward one that she looked past.

Stepping into the house, I stiffen when she ‘accidentally’ squeezed my bicep. She giggled like a school girl. “Oh sorry. You’ve gotten even more toned.”

DODL

Igrit my teeth.

One of the reasons why I avoided coming to Karen’s and usually brought her over to my place was because of her leeching mother who always sees fit to touch me inappropri ately.

A grown woman with a husband and a daughter I had been banging wasn’t my type regardless of my reputation.

blowing a fuse today, Kerry

I didn’t want to engage in a

with a disap pointed smile that made her face look

you.”

and stalked over to the stairs. Skipping two at a time to get there quicker

down the hall to see Kerry already at the top stair, smiling

on Karen’s door

I said loudly with impatience

women in this house

my

loud voice

room, closing the door behind me, and let out

got blinded by

sound of the

shelves, cringing when I saw that she still had

serious relation ship, Karen treated what we were

me out seeing as mostly all the girls I’ve been with photoshopped photos of me and them to gether and placed those

the shelves were actually real, with her taking them when I least

them, I couldn’t help but feel creeped out that she still kept them despite us clearly

that we would never go back

lined on the shelves to the bathroom door that squeaked open

from the shelves I push my

out with a small short towel that barely cov ered her pussy

nothing to me. Not even my cock stirred like it

even my fingers tingled like they had done for Layla to

itching to get out of

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