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The Lawyer, the Virgin and the Strip Search
- Professional Perverts, Book 3
- ナレーター: Roy Wells
- 再生時間: 1 時間 16 分
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あらすじ・解説
Warning: This story contains graphic language, vaginal and anal fingering, oral sex, anal sex, and mind-blowing first-time sex involving a macho (and very unethical!) lawyer along with an absolutely gorgeous and innocent 19-year-old virgin who comes to his office seeking legal counsel. It involves exploitation and domination over a most submissive sweet young thing in a very tasty and titillating way! Intended for mature readers 18+ only!
In this erotic short story, sweet and curvy Kelli Green finds herself at the office of attorney Sam Archer. She's seeking help in bringing to justice a sleazy border guard who had performed an unethical cavity search on her following a visit to her grandparents' in Canada.
Little does she know that Sam Archer is, in fact, a bigger pervert than the border guard! Archer uses both his dirty mind and some smooth lawyer talk to convince her to submit to a reenactment of the strip search - on video! - allegedly to show to a jury in court in order to win their sympathy!
Actually, what Sam Archer really wants is to frisk, fondle, and fiddle with every nook, cranny, and body cavity his shy and shivering client has... which he carries out in graphic and well-lubricated detail. And with his smooth, winning arguments, he quickly convinces her to submit to even more - much more - case closed!
Here's a brief taste!
Kelli turned back just as he pulled himself from her, gasping for breath. "Sorry baby," he said, gasping for breath, "But if I'm going to let you go home scot-free today, I'm taking this all the way. I want all of you and I'm going to get it."
And just then, Kelli got it. She began shaking her head. No. He couldn't mean... that! His finger was one thing, but not that five D-cell flashlight of a tool he had... not there. Oh, God!