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She turned fully, facing him. The silhouette of her body against the city lights was a masterpiece of curves—the impossible hourglass, the heavy breasts, the flat stomach, the powerful thighs. She reached behind her back, and with a flick of her fingers, the bra loosened. The straps slid down her shoulders.

“Or?” he asked, his voice strained.

“Or you can watch an innocent person go to prison because you were too… rigid… to listen to alternative forms of persuasion.” BigTitsAtWork-Nikki-Benz-ZZ-Courthouse-Part-Two

Nikki reached up and loosened his tie. “Then let’s not waste any more time, Your Honor. We both have a long night of… research… ahead of us.” She turned fully, facing him

“The kind of persuasion,” she said over her shoulder, looking back at him with hooded eyes, “that proves I’m willing to do anything to see justice served. You want to test my resolve, Judge? Let’s test yours.” The straps slid down her shoulders