Stephanie Stalls is spending the afternoon with her divorce lawyer to talk about her upcoming case. She’s wearing a low-cut top that shows her substantial evidence. Her lawyer doesn’t seem too interested in these exhibits. There’s a problem brewing and her lawyer is not happy about it. This stud throws a folder on the table. “You said me you were telling the truth since day one. Now, your husband’s attorney hands me this.” He points at the folder. “There’s no way the jury is going to believe you now so you can cut the act!” Shocked, Stephanie looks at the contents of the folder. Anger lights up her eyes. It is black & white pics of Stephanie in the street with different males. Surveilance pics. “That anal! This man had someone follow me? I should have known,” his super-busty client moans. “You know he is cheated on me a million times. What the hell was I supposed to do? Now he is got pics of me walking into a hotel with one dude and….” “One man?” interrupts the lawyer. “One man? We’ve got five different guys here. One after another and who knows how many others.” Stephanie gets even angrier. “Okay, okay! I get the point. So what? Am I not getting everything on this settlement? Can not you tell ‘em I am a petite country beauty and this fellow took advantage of me?” “Small city girl?” the lawyer huffs. “Yah! I’m from Kentucky, motherfucky! Just tell them I have a problem. I’m a nymphomaniac and I have an addiction.” “I’m sorry but I’m not buying your story,” this boy-friend interrupts again. “Nympho? How am I supposed to convince the judge of that? What, are you going to have fuck with the whole jury?” “If that is what it takes, then I’ll do what I gonna,” insists Stephanie, standing up. “But if I do not convince you, you can’t convince them! I love blowing penis. I’m a rolling in the hay addict. I am bone freaky and I need it all the time. I’m a fuckin’ nympho. I want your sex act tool.” Stephanie grabs his junk and begins to unzip him. “Stephanie, what are you doing?” this guy demands. “Oh yes, I want this,” Stephanie says, a needy tone in her voice, a hard gleam in her eyes. “I want your knob in my slit. Right now. And you’re need to give it to me.” The lawyer takes a deep breath and stops resisting. “Convince me,” he says. “I can definitely do that,” Stephanie says, quickly unzipping his fly and taking his hard sausage out of his panties, the only part of him not resisting. “You’re eager.” Stephanie doesn’t answer. She’s too occupied slobbering over his wood. What the hell. There are perks to being a lawyer. Humping big-titted slut-wives is one of ‘em. They adjourn to the couch so Stephanie can lay back and start throating his ramrod of justice. This is one lawyer who is really going to have a fun handling his client, pro pecker, whether he admits it or not.
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