Twisted Beautiee 4

"Judge Duffey - your wife is on line one - she asked me to - what the hell is that?" the Bailiff asked as he looked over Judge Duffey's shoulder and saw him watching us..."What's it look like?" Judge Duffey answered, smiling mischievously..."It looks like they're fucking in your chambers! I'ma go put a stop to this shit right now!""Leave it..." Judge Duffey ordered as he continued watching us..."Leave it?""Yes...""Very well - I'll go tell you wife you're in the middle of something...""Yes... do that..." Judge Duffey said as the Bailiff closed the door. Judge Duffey put his hand under the desk, pulled his dick out, and began stroking it as he continued watching us..."Your honor - lunch is over..." the Bailiff said as he came inside... "You want me to go get the defendant?""Yes..." Judge Duffey answered... "But give her a minute to get dressed..." he laughed..."Oh - so you saw that?" the Bailiff laughed..."I sure did..." Judge Duffey said as he smiled mischievously..."I heard it!" The Bailiff laughed..."No shit!" Judge Duffey laughed..."Bang! Bang! Bang!" the Bailiff laughed..."Poor thing hasn't had any dick since she's been incarcerated - and from what I saw - she needed it - bad! Haaaaa...... Haaaaa.....""You ain't right!" the Bailiff laughed..."I love this job!" Judge Duffey laughed..."Are you going to punish her?" the Bailiff asked..."Naaa... but when this trial is over - I'm going to send them a little gift to show them my appreciation!" Judge Duffey laughed..."Oh shit! You still have cameras in there?""Of course...""I'ma go get the defendant now..." the Bailiff laughed as he headed down the hall...