Bigtitsatwork-nikki-benz-zz-courthouse-part-two Apr 2026

“Or you can watch an innocent person go to prison because you were too… rigid… to listen to alternative forms of persuasion.”

Her breasts were free, full and proud, the large, dark areolas tight in the cool air. She didn’t flinch or cover herself. She owned the moment.

“Counselor,” Judge Zimmer’s voice rumbled from behind his vast desk. He hadn’t looked up yet, his thick fingers still tracing a line in a hefty case file. “Your motion for reconsideration was… spirited.” BigTitsAtWork-Nikki-Benz-ZZ-Courthouse-Part-Two

This is a work of adult fiction intended for a mature audience. All characters depicted are 18 years of age or older. BigTitsAtWork: Nikki Benz (ZZ Courthouse – Part Two)

“Or?” he asked, his voice strained.

“I’ll need a guarantee,” she whispered, stepping into his space until her bare chest brushed against his wool suit. The sensation was electric.

“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.” “Or you can watch an innocent person go

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.

Only then did he look up. His gaze, usually so stern and unreadable from the bench, was different in here. It was sharper, more focused. It traveled from her stiletto heels, up the long line of her nylon-clad legs, past the curve of her hip where the skirt hugged tight, and finally settled on the tension in her blouse. The fourth button, the one she’d deliberately left open, revealed a shadowed valley that had nothing to do with legal briefs. All characters depicted are 18 years of age or older