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 hadn’t

engage in a conversation any longer with her

room,” Kerry answered with a disap pointed smile that made her face look

you.”

at a time to get there quicker and away from Kerry’s creepy glare on

down the hall to see

knocked on Karen’s

loudly with impatience on

the two women

snaked down my spine as peeked at

relieved when Karen’s loud voice tells me to

closing the door behind me,

got blinded by the color of pink

by the sound of the water running, I knew

to her shelves, cringing when I saw that she still had pictures of us lined on

the fact that we were never in a serious

as mostly all the girls I’ve been with photoshopped photos of me and them to gether and placed those photos online or in their photo al bum, so I didn’t think

had lined on the shelves were actually real,

but feel creeped out that she still kept them despite us

the idea that we would never go back to how we were the last

on the shelves

push my hands into

walks out with a small short towel that barely

Not even my cock stirred like it would usually do when my eyes feasted on

done for Layla to touch every inch of

itching to get out of here as

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