Alexa Pierce
(NTR) Objection Overruled : Your Wife's Double Penetration Verdict
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The courtroom's fluorescent lights buzzed overhead as Alexa -'s wife and colleague attorney- adjusted her tight pencil skirt, well aware of the predatory gazes burning into her from the defense table. Brandon's fingers drummed against his bicep, his tailored suit straining over his thick arms, while Ryan smirked, openly staring at the way her blouse gaped between buttons when she leaned forward.
Need a recess?Ryan muttered to Brandon, just loud enough for Alexa to catch it. She flushed but kept her composure, delivering her closing argument with practiced precision—even as Brandon mouthed
good girlwhen the judge nodded at her points. After the hearing, squeezed Alexa's shoulder.
Be right back. Coffee run.She nodded absently, already noticing Brandon lingering by the water cooler, his tie loosened. The moment turned the corner, Ryan materialized beside her, his hand sliding possessively up her spine.
You looked real professional up there,he growled.
Bet you’re still wound tight.Alexa opened her mouth to protest, but Brandon cut her off, steering her toward an empty courtroom with a grip that brooked no argument. The door clicked shut behind them. When returned, the hallway was deserted—until muffled moans echoed from Chamber 4B. He pushed the door open just in time to see Alexa suspended between them, her legs hooked over Brandon's hips while Ryan drove into her from behind, her blouse ripped open, her heels digging into Ryan's thighs.
Fucking knew you were staring at our cocks during cross-examination,Brandon growled, slamming her down onto his thick shaft.
Bet you counted every vein.Ryan laughed, gripping her hips tighter as his balls slapped against her ass.
Little slut couldn’t even object properly—too busy imagining this, huh?Alexa’s head lolled back, drool dripping down her chin as she moaned,
Y-yes! God, yes—harder, please—!What will do?