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.

a fuse today, Kerry should thank her lucky stars that

I didn’t want to engage in a conversation any longer with her and forces out

disap pointed smile that made

you.”

there quicker and away from Kerry’s

knocked on the door, looking down the hall to see Kerry already at the top stair,

on

said loudly with

are the two women in this house

my spine as peeked

loud voice tells

closing the door behind me, and let out a

and nearly got blinded by the color of pink that

the sound of the water running, I knew she was

over to her shelves, cringing when I saw that she still had

were never in a serious relation ship, Karen treated

photos of me and them to gether and placed those photos online or in their photo al bum, so I didn’t think much of Karen doing

on the shelves were actually real, with her taking

but feel creeped out that she

we would never go back to how we were

on the shelves to

the shelves I push my hands into the

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

like it would

my fingers tingled like they had done

felt was revolt and the itching to get out of here

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