Gabriela Lorca, an up-and-coming lawyer - A convincing pleading

I look at the defendant with animosity. Karl Hetner is the most despicable scumbag I have ever had the displeasure to meet, and he is standing there with a smug smile on his face. He's probably convinced he will get away unaffected by this whole affair, and I hate to know that the odds would normally be in his favor, if you only looked at the statistics for such cases. Sadly, this kind of heinous crime results far too often in an acquittal, and it doesn't help that the offender is a self-confident smooth talking bastard, and rather handsome. His slightly grizzled hair is the only indication that he is in his early forties, otherwise he looks ten years younger. Towering at almost six and a half feet tall. His large chin and jaws, covered with a designer stubble. His large shoulders and torso stretching his tight shirt. His massive balls and thick, fully erect cock -14 or 15 inches long, if I had to guess- fully visible and coated in dark red lipstick marks, suspiciously the same shade the brunette bitch serving as his lawyer has on her lips. With all of those assets, he could easily swing an impressionable jury in his favor by painting his victim as a liar, especially if he finds horny fertile young women to charm among them. Even my pussy feels wet and throbbing when I look at him, and I don't like men. Fortunately - or unfortunately for him - my career is built on destroying sick pigs like him who think women are just their playthings.

I then look at my client, Suzie Queens. The poor thing is obviously shaken. She's a skinny tiny girl, fresh out of highschool, who looks like she weighs less than half as much as her offender. With her pink pigtail, her small chest in a colorful crop top and her thigh high striped socks, she seems even younger and even more ****. Her distress is accuented by her bright pink lipstick and a heavy dose of mascara, contrasting with her pale skin and highlighting her green eyes. She meets my gaze and I smile at her reassuringly, holding her hand in emotional support, to which she smiles back bravely and hangs on to my fingers.

I have to admit, my interest in this case is more than professional. She asked for me specifically when she pressed charges, even though I'm still relatively young for my line of work and didn't think I was so renowned, and placed her fate into my hands. Aside from the obvious boost it gave to my ego, I've grown to appreciate her over the weeks during which we built our case, and I would even dare to say I admire her for her courage, determination and resourcefulness. She's also an adorable person with a witty sense of humor despite what she's going through, and I'd like to think we're in the process of becoming friends. So yeah, it's also personal.

The honorable Judge Lexington finally appears, walks to his bench and, after the usual introductory formalities, turns toward my client and I. "Ms Lorca, can you explain the charges?"

I nod and am about to get up, but Suzie puts a soft hand on my shoulder and whispers "Alrighty! I will handle it from there."

I nod at her with a smile. Of course, she's a brave woman with a crafty spirit, I'm sure she can win this case all by herself.

The honorable Judge Lexington frowns again, seeing Suzie stand up while I stay seated. "Ms Lorca, is everything all right?" he asks me.

"Oh, don't worry about that, Grandpa." the adorable girl replies. "Her role is for later."

Grandpa acquiesces pensively. "Very well. I don't see any problem with..."

She suddenly interrupts him "Could we go faster? Like, I'd like to testify."

The bald old man seems caught out of guard but doesn't protest. "Sure, sure. So, this case is about the sexual **** Mr. Hartner allegedly conducted against you. Is that right?"

The young woman giggles. "Not at all, baldie. Daddy didn’t touch Baby Doll." she answers with a bright smile. Baby Doll puts a hand on my shoulder and explains with the beaming smile "Mommy here is the **** victim." I shiver, as she reminds me of the terrible event.

"I don't understand. Ms Lorca is here as the complainant and you're representing her?" the baldie asks, utterly confused.

Baby Doll waves her head no. "Nu-hu. Baby Doll is suing Daddy because he didn't **** Mommy yet, even though she's so gorgeous and deserves a good dicking so it's totally outrageous. Plus they need to make babies to be Mommy and Daddy. But, like, also **** is bad, so I'm suing for both."

"Oh, it makes sense." Grandpa admits despite looking utterly confused. "It's a rather unusual case, though, so I'm not sure how to proceed from there."

Baby Doll giggles. "Oh, that's simple, Grandpa. First, we need to give you the proofs."

"It does sound like the correct procedure," the old man nods. "Fine, where is the evidence?"

The pink haired girl's smile gets wider. "Well, first, look at her." She snaps her fingers at me. That's my cue. I stand up and untie my bun, freeing my long, wavy honey blond hair, letting it fall down to my hips, then take off my glasses to give him a better look at my green eyes. Baby Doll giggles and put a hand on my shoulder while the other runs a finger along my high cheekbones. "Look at this beautiful face. Perfect isn't it? This olive skin tone, hmm... And it's so smooth!" She draws my nose bridge with her pink varnished nail. "From this angle, she looks like an Egyptian queen, you know?" She reaches my full lips and gently presses on the lower one to have me open my mouth. "And look at this..." The petite girl slides two fingers inside my mouth. I softly kiss them and let her slowly move them back and forth.

Grandpa scoffs. "Hrrm... I see... But how does it prove..."

She raises one finger. "Hush." she orders with a cute smile. "Mommy and Baby Doll are having a moment."

He nods and doesn't say a thing. For a few seconds, there's no sound in the tribunal aside from the wet noise from my adorable daughter’s finger sensually entering and exiting my mouth. Finally, she asks "Now, Grandpa, be honest: What are you thinking about when you're watching this?"

The old man straightens up and declares "I'm picturing your Mommy giving me a fellatio."

Disgusting pig. But I'm not surprised.

Baby Doll giggles, oblivious to the salacious meaning of those words. "And we're not even done!" She makes a pop with her lips while removing her fingers. "Now, Mommy, time for the next proof."

I nod and remove my blazer, then start unbuttoning my blouse.

"Hold on!" the old fart interrupts me. "What are you doing?"

I stop in my tracks and look at him, an annoyed look on my face.

"Isn't it obvious?" Baby Doll asks with her naughty smile. "The next proof is under Mommy's clothes. She has to remove some to show us."

"Oh, I see." God, how can such a stupid man have been elevated to such a high position?

I refrain from sighing and continue on, until I have only four buttons left. I then lift the blouse open, revealing my chest and my brown nipples. The pink haired girl giggles once again and takes both of my breasts in her hands to cup them, wiggling them at Grandpa. "Aren't they beautiful and HUGE tiddies? And the perfect shape too, am I right? Plus look, she has no tan line! It means she sunbathes naked all the time!"

The old pig nods gravely. "You're right. They are the most beautiful tiddies I've ever seen."

She giggles, kneading my breasts while I hide my disgust for the perverted asshole. "It's weird when an old guy says tiddies, Grandpa. Shouldn't you use another word for them, like orbs or hudders? Or be more vulgar, but in a fun way." She has to stand on her tiptoes to kiss my shoulder since she's so small compared to me, especially since I'm wearing high heels.

He coughs once again. "You're right. Those are some fat juicy boobies." Of course they are fat, you idiot. They’re 110E cup.

Baby Doll laughs and pinches my nipples, making me squeak, then stops playing with my bust and slaps my ass. "Now for the next, like, incriminating evidence."

I nod obediently, turn around, climb my chair to get on my knees leaning forward and lift my pencil skirt up, revealing my black thigh high stockings and garter belt, my cleanly shaved vagina and my buttocks.

"What... What is the meaning of this?" the stupid old moron asks.

"Don't you see? It's Mommy's perfect ass and pussy!" As if to emphasize her words, she slaps my butt once again, making it jiggle while a loud moan escapes my lips. She then gropes my asscheeks to fondle them rhythmically. "Be honest, Grandpa: Could you resist fucking this magnificent rump if you had the opportunity?" I look over my shoulder to give Baldie a very irritated and annoyed look.

"Herm… I have to admit, I would probably take the offer. If it’s proposed to me?" he asks, a hopeful note in his tone.

Baby Doll giggles. "Don’t be silly, Grandpa. You’re too old and ugly for Mommy, she needs a real man to **** her."

The disgusting old fart nods and looks down, visibly disappointed. "I see. But… how is it relevant to the case, Ms Baby Doll?”

"Isn’t it obvious? Mommy is so hot and sexy, how could Daddy resist the urge of mounting her like a mare in heat or having her bounce on his huge fat cock?" She slides two fingers along my labias. "Look, she’s so fucking wet just hearing me talk about it!"

"That’s a very compelling argument," Baldie concedes while the court clark keeps filling the records. "Do you have any other piece of evidence Ms Baby Doll?"

"Well, look at this."

My adorable daughter crouches besides me, legs wide open and butt resting on her heels. She wraps her slender arms around my thick thighs and starts fondling my asscheek, then darts her tongue and uses it to tease my clitoris. I immediately arch my back and start squealing and moaning, moving my hips to press my pussy against her face. She licks expertly and plants kisses and small pecks on my pussy, playfully bites on my labias to pull on them with her teeth and keeps massaging my backside. I soon find myself panting and drooling, fidgeting on my chair in a precarious balance. The courtroom is entirely silent aside from my cries of pleasure and the wet slurping sounds of tongue meeting flesh. But Baby Doll is truly an expert of her craft and it doesn’t take her long to make me explode in a long and powerful tigress like roar as I flood her mouth and chin with my juice.

"Uh…" Grandpa blurts out hesitantly. "Once again, I will have to ask you how this new element partakes to the case."

The cute pink haired girl giggles once again. "Oh, it has nothing to do with the trial, but I have a right to have sex with Mommy whenever I want, right? Plus, it was a good showing."

The old man hastily nods. "Very true. Well, if that’s all for you, the floor is given to the defense." he says, turning toward the Daddy and his slut of a lawyer.