"I'm A Nympho. Case Closed!"
Stephanie Stalls is spending the afternoon with her divorce lawyer to talk about her upcoming case. She is 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. He throws a folder on the table. "You told 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's black & white photos of Stephanie in the street with different males. Surveilance photos. "That asshole! He had someone follow me? I should have known," his super-busty client moans. "You know he's cheated on me a million times. What the hell was I supposed to do? Now he's got photos of me walking into a hotel with one guy and...." "One guy?" interrupts the lawyer. "One guy? We've got five different men 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 anything on this settlement? Can't you tell them I'm a small town girl and he took advantage of me?" "Small town 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," he interrupts again. "Nympho? How am I supposed to convince the judge of that? What, are you going to have sex with the whole jury?" "If that's what it takes, then I'll do what I have to," insists Stephanie, standing up. "But if I don't convince you, you can't convince them! I love sucking cock. I'm a fucking addict. I'm sex crazy and I need it all the time. I'm a fuckin' nympho. I want your cock." Stephanie grabs his junk and begins to unzip him. "Stephanie, what are you doing?" he demands. "Oh yeah, I want this," Stephanie says, a needy tone in her voice, a hard gleam in her eyes. "I want your cock in my pussy. Right now. And you're gonna 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 cock out of his pants, the only part of him not resisting. "You're insane." Stephanie doesn't answer. She's too occupied slobbering over his wood. What the hell. There are perks to being a lawyer. Fucking big-titted slut-wives is one of them. They adjourn to the couch so Stephanie can lay back and start throating his shaft of justice. This is one lawyer who is really going to enjoy handling his client, pro boner, whether he admits it or not.