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.

| asked through gritted teeth. I was this close to blowing a fuse today,

I didn’t want to engage in a conversation

her room,” Kerry answered with a disap pointed smile

you.”

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

hall to see

knocked on Karen’s

with impatience

the two women in

disgust snaked down my spine as peeked at Kerry’s

Karen’s loud voice

closing the door behind

got blinded by the color of pink that

not in her room and by the sound of the water running, I

I saw that she still had pictures of us

never in a serious relation ship, Karen treated what we were doing as

girls I’ve been with photoshopped photos of me and them to gether and placed those photos online or

she had lined on the shelves were actually real, with

feel creeped out that she

never go back to how we were the

on the shelves to the bathroom door that squeaked open

shelves I push my hands into the pocket

a small short towel that

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

they had done for Layla to touch every

was revolt and the itching to

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