“What?” “ He wants to know why Nicole wasn’t at school today !” “Oh, does he go to her school?” Mrs Baker turned fully away from me. “Why would he be asking if he didn’t go to her school?!” She turned back to me as Mr. Baker made some kind of muffled response. “Oh for heaven’s sakes, come in.” she finally conceded, closing the door after me as I walked in. “Shoes off?” I asked. oral teen “Yes please.” I kicked off my shoes, passed Mr. Baker in the kitchen then started to head upstairs. I promptly stopped halfway through then retraced my steps back to the kitchen, looking at the spine of Mr. Baker’s book. “ Outliers ?” I asked him incredulously. He put his book down and gave shaved me a stubborn look. “It’s a good book!” he defended himself. “I didn’t know you owned anything besides Dickens.” I explained. “Well, I do.” he grumpily stated. I continued to stare until he exasperatedly sighed and put the book down again. “My daughter is upstairs, not in this book.” he remarked curmudgeonly. Well, that was enough public relations with the Baker family for one day, I decided. I again took the pathway upstairs and without even knocking, marched right into Nicole’s room. Nicole was in her bed, or rather, on it. Fully clothed, face fused to the pillow, completely above the covers, positioned like a Modigliani painting. “Hey, Nicole.” I warmly greeted her as I walked up to her, caressing her back. “I’m fucking sick.” she complained into the pillow, with as little hesitation as if we were already in a full-fledged conversation. “I thought you don’t get sick.” I replied. “I don’t.” She forced herself up to look at me eye-to-eye, and my God, it really showed that was was asian sick. She was paler than usual and her eyes had lost their natural sparkle. It didn’t help that they were half-closed. “At least you’re still beautiful.” I half-lied. She gave me her ‘I’m not amused’ smile in response. “Oh, shut up.” she laughed meekly as she stood up, stretching herself out. “When’s the last time you got sick?” I Hardcore asked her. “The seventies.” She lazily reached over to her dresser and started pulling out some clothes. Not even caring that I was in the room, she got rid of her t-shirt, exposing her perfect breasts to me. “So what the hell are you doing here?” she asked me, putting on a bra slowly, almost teasingly covering up her beautiful nipples until they were gone from my sight. “I came to see you!” I answered as if it were obvious. “You weren’t at school and I got worried.” Turns out she was responsible for this one too. He got on top of me and sucked my right tit. "Is your pussy naughty?" I actually loved my long, kind of messy blond hair, but if Nicole said it didn’t look good, I believed her. It wasn’t long at this pace before her moans increased in volume and she Hardcore started asian screaming in ecstasy, cumming hard on the oral massive dick inside her. I sucked out some of her cream pie and presented it to her via a deep passionate tongue sucking kiss. “My people don’t like those that don’t conform.” Another pause and in a jovial tone he added. He had tied, whipped, caned, vibrated, and fucked her in all her holes. “Fuck you.” Phil fired back. Without even realising it I adjusted the seat so that I’d slide from side to side teen as I pedalled. "What is shaved your name?"