Jan. Week 3: Frozen--Leah gets into Doggy...

"Turn around and get on your knees," Baker said. His tone made it clear he expected instant compliance, and Leah—**** Elsa in a kingdom of perverts—obliged without protest. She spun and lowered herself onto the cushions, palms braced against the couch, her ass jutting up in picture-perfect parody of every XXX casting couch ever uploaded to the internet.

Baker wasted no time as he fumbled for the lube he had nearby with one hand and gripped his thick, gleaming cock with the other. He knelt behind her, camera perched in one hand, and pressed the tip of his shaft to her glistening slit. Instead of entering her, he hovered there, letting just the head sit there teasingly.

"Y’know, you look almost too good like this," he mused, shifting the camera to capture her from above—Elsa’s shimmering skirt bunched at her hips, the blonde wig sliding off-center and threatening to tumble to the cushion below. "God, if only Disney knew what their princesses get up to after dark."

Leah rolled her eyes, but the joke landed.

"Pretty sure this violates the terms of my Magic Kingdom contract," she deadpanned, cheek pressed to the cold faux-leather.

Baker laughed, and the sound was as slimy as his hands. "Oh, sweetheart, this is just Act One." He made as if to push into her pussy but paused, his cock poised just above her slick pink entrance. Instead, he used the head to slap her ass, the wet smacks echoing around the empty classroom studio.

Then he leaned over, breath hot against her ear.

"Ever tried it in the ass, Miss Williams?"

"Um----Not normally at work." Leah tensed, but not from fear—if anything, it was more annoyance at the lack of originality.