The Neighborhood Gossip

Penny Pax is glued to her window, mouth open, watching Casey Calvert lay a long, wet kiss on some chick before the girl drives off. Casey's married. To a guy. Penny's brain starts spinning. 'What would the neighbors say if they caught wind of this little affair?' she mutters. She grabs her keys and marches across the street. Casey opens the door, frowning. Inside, Penny drops the bomb: she saw everything. She's only "worried," of course. Wouldn't want rumors getting around. Casey rolls her eyes. She knows Penny's the biggest gossip on the block, but she also sees how red Penny's cheeks are getting. Game on. Casey steps closer, voice low and cocky. "Ever done something that made your pulse pound? Ever been bad?" Her fingers brush Penny's hand. Bedroom eyes locked in. Penny stammers, tries to backpedal, but Casey's already peeling off her top. Those tits drop free, nipples stiff. Penny's mouth waters. Casey slips behind her, palms gliding up Penny's skirt. When Casey drops to her knees and drags Penny's panties down, the protest dies on her lips. Casey spreads her open, licks a hot stripe straight up Penny's soaked slit, then buries two fingers knuckle-deep and sucks hard on her clit. Penny moans loud, thighs shaking. Secret or not, she rides Casey's mouth, slick and shameless, hips jerking as pleasure slams through her. Being nosy never felt this fucking good.