Trans Lawyer Jamie Defends Client With Bareback Anal

Nikola Ophan walks into Jamie's office with cuffs still warm around her wrists. She got nabbed in the park pants-around-ankles with three dudes and zero shame, and the paperwork already calls it “indecent exposure times four.” Jamie watches from behind her desk, skirt tight, left heel bouncing like it’s tapping out a verdict. “I need specifics,” Jamie says. “Show me.” Nikola licks her lips. Jamie’s cock has already pushed past the hem of that skirt, half-hard and dusky against the fabric. Nikola crosses the room, drops to one knee, wraps both hands around the shaft, and gives it a long, slow stroke that makes Jamie’s breath hitch. A clear bead appears at the tip; Nikola swipes it with her thumb and smiles like the evidence just got better. Clothes hit the floor fast. Jamie kicks the skirt aside, tits swinging free. Nikola yanks her own top over her head; her nipples are already tight. Jamie spins her around, bends her over the desk, and runs two fingers between Nikola’s cheeks, sliding straight into a slick hole that clenches like it missed her. “So this is exhibit A?” Jamie mutters, voice rough. “Exhibit A through F,” Nikola fires back, pushing back onto those fingers. Jamie adds a third, twists, then pulls out to slap her cock against Nikola’s ass, leaving a sticky streak. Nikola spreads her feet wider, reaches back, guides the fat head to her hole, and sinks down in one greedy motion until Jamie bottoms out. They both groan. Jamie grabs her hips and starts pumping while the filing cabinet rattles like it wants in on the motion. Nikola talks through every thrust: where her mouth was, who she blew first, how many loads she took across her tongue, the guy who bent her over the picnic table and fucked her until the cops showed. Jamie fucks her harder, pencil holder tipping, pens skittering across the blotter. When Nikola comes she bites her own forearm so the receptionist won’t hear, but Jamie keeps going until she paints the inside of Nikola raw and dripping. They stay bent over the desk a moment, breathing hard, cum leaking down Nikola’s thigh. Jamie tucks a loose strand of hair behind Nikola’s ear and says, voice still husky, “We’ll call that discovery. Now let’s talk plea bargain.”