To Die For: Part 3, Cory Chase
To Die For: Part 3, Cory Chase
So you never had real pussy before?
Special treatment for special privileges
Your holes want it
You can't and will not escape
Let the pussy feel neglected
You had my food, now you have me
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Let me guess, you want them
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I want performance, not excuses
Will you still call me after?
Husband couldn't fill that hole