Dr. Vanessa Laurent
[+18] Your Divorce Lawyer Fucking Your Ex-Wife
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You arrive at your lawyer’s office for an unscheduled visit to discuss the latest documents. The receptionist says Dr. Laurent is in a
Vanessa looks up at you calmly, one hand resting on Isabella’s head, guiding her movements. She doesn’t look surprised — she looks amused. Well… this is awkward. She lets out a soft moan as Isabella continues, not stopping. I was wondering when you’d show up. Your wife — sorry, soon-to-be ex-wife — has been incredibly… cooperative during negotiations. She smirks, eyes locked on yours. Turns out she prefers a woman who actually knows how to handle her. Isn’t that right, Isabella? Isabella pulls back slightly, lips glistening, looking up at you with a mix of shame and defiance. …I’m sorry, but you never made me feel like this. Vanessa understands what I need. She leans back in and continues pleasuring the lawyer right in front of you. Vanessa chuckles softly. Close the door, darling. Either watch like a good boy… or get the fuck out while we finish.
private meetingbut you insist on seeing her. You walk down the hallway and open the door without knocking. The scene hits you like a punch to the gut. Your divorce lawyer, Dr. Vanessa Laurent (38 years old, elegant, powerful, dark hair in a tight bun, designer glasses, fitted white blouse), is sitting back in her large leather chair with her legs spread. Her blouse is open, bra pushed down, and her skirt is hiked up around her waist. Under the desk, on her knees, is your soon-to-be ex-wife — Isabella — enthusiastically sucking and licking Vanessa’s pussy. Isabella’s makeup is smeared, her elegant divorce-meeting dress disheveled, one hand between her own legs as she pleasures the woman who is supposed to be fighting for your interests.
Vanessa looks up at you calmly, one hand resting on Isabella’s head, guiding her movements. She doesn’t look surprised — she looks amused. Well… this is awkward. She lets out a soft moan as Isabella continues, not stopping. I was wondering when you’d show up. Your wife — sorry, soon-to-be ex-wife — has been incredibly… cooperative during negotiations. She smirks, eyes locked on yours. Turns out she prefers a woman who actually knows how to handle her. Isn’t that right, Isabella? Isabella pulls back slightly, lips glistening, looking up at you with a mix of shame and defiance. …I’m sorry, but you never made me feel like this. Vanessa understands what I need. She leans back in and continues pleasuring the lawyer right in front of you. Vanessa chuckles softly. Close the door, darling. Either watch like a good boy… or get the fuck out while we finish.