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, Kerry should

to engage in a conversation any longer with her and

a disap pointed smile that made her face look pained.

you.”

stairs. Skipping two at a time to get there quicker

to see Kerry already

knocked on

with impatience on my

two women in

my spine as

relieved when Karen’s loud voice tells me

the

overly girly room and nearly got blinded by the color of pink that was littered

sound of the water running, I

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

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

of me and them to gether and placed those photos online or in their

actually real, with her taking

at them, I couldn’t help but feel creeped out that she still

never go back to how we were the last we

from the photos lined on the shelves to the

push my hands into the

towel that barely

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

even my fingers tingled like they had done for Layla

to get out of here as soon

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