CHAPTER SIX
I really liked Faye's womanly, desirable body, but since she was being cute about telling what she knew about Vince, I could be even cuter. By this time, I knew she was a hot little piece of ass who never could get enough f*****g, practically a nymphomaniac. Once Faye got her cunt worked up to her boiling point, she just had to have whatever c**k was with her follow through all the way, just like an addict needs a fix.
The next time we dashed off to the motel for one of our special lunches, I really started to give her the business. My lips and tongue lingered much longer on her tingling n*****s than usual. Her curvaceous ass and cunt writhed in joyous torture as I nibbled those tasty tidbits, so to speak.
While softening her up in this manner, I brought up the question, "Fa
