ALICE Ch 371

Faye is disappointed with her performance, but Alice knows how to take her mind off things. Even if she doesn’t care for certain types of objects being used around certain parts of her body, Faye feels differently. Offering to use toys on Faye is a guaranteed hit. Offering to use toys on her butt is a guaranteed homerun. Why Faye is like this, Alice doesn’t know, but she appreciates the predictability.

Thus, on Saturday night, she finds herself behind Faye on the bed, buried to the hilt, but not moving as she increases the intensity of the vibe in Faye’s ass. Faye whimpers tearfully, and her lower half occasionally jerks. She’s not cumming, not yet, but whatever’s going on in her body is crazy. That’s interesting for Alice, whose cock gets the benefit of Faye’s very expressive walls.

Alice pushes her hips forward just a little. It’s a little frustrating because Faye is pretty hot like this. She wants to get busy, but playing with Faye is fun too. Alice places her finger on the base of the vibe and pushes gently. Faye’s soft booty clenches, and her flesh jiggles. She claws at the covers.

Alice pushes harder with her finger and leans, reaching underneath Faye’s body. She only brushes the tip of the chubby cock hanging down there, and Faye cries out soulfully. Jets of hot cum splash against Alice’s palm and Faye’s pussy grips her vengefully.

“Oh. Baby,” Alice says, impressed. She grabs Faye’s cock with her sticky hand and gives it a few firm pulls that cause Faye’s pussy to do fascinating things. She rides Faye down flat and begins to gently fuck her, turning her round little face so that they can kiss.

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“Keep a lookout. If Glynda finds out we’re here, we’re dead,” Annette murmurs to Riley and Adella. She knocks softly on the door to Alice’s suite.

Alice answers promptly. Her robe makes her look taller and thinner than ever, and she’s drying her hands with a towel. “Hey, guys. What’s up?” She leans into the hallway. “Keep your voices down, Faye’s asleep.”

“Why aren’t you asleep? You have a race tomorrow,” Annette reminds her.

“Because I was cleaning an object that needed to be cleaned. If I didn’t clean it, it would bother me, and then I wouldn’t be able to sleep. Serious answer,” Alice says, letting them in. “Inside voices. She’s sleeping.”

“We heard you the first time,” Annette says, wrinkling her nose. Alice and Faye have one of the nicer suites, but it’s still not huge. Even though this isn’t the bedroom, the smell of female arousal is still present. It’s not that Annette minds that smell, it’s just distracting. “Alice, we need to talk about when you were still on good terms with the Orlovas.”

“Oh. Oh, shit.” Alice lowers her voice further and huddles with them. “OK. What about it?”

Annette tries not to make a pained expression. “Did you ever notice what Irina did with her phone? Or did she have a tablet?”

Alice snorts. “I guess I’m not supposed to ask why you’re asking that.”

“Correct,” Annette replies with a nod.

“OK. Um…” Alice rubs her face tiredly. “She has a phone. Of course. She’s just like anyone else. She takes it everywhere.” She chews her lip. “She’s got a computer too.”

“Laptop?”

“Yeah. It’s silver. Or it was. She probably has a new one by now. I mean, she can afford it. She uses it a lot.”

“You saw her use it?” Annette presses.

“Yeah, actually.” Her eyes sparkle. “Funny memory.”

“Why?”

“No reason. TMI.”