Cory Chase In Re
Cory Chase In Re
A match made in throat fuck heaven
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Have you met perfection?
Don't you just love mornings?
Soft all over
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
I need a taste to be convinced
I have my methods, daddy
You are an amazing specimen, miss
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Claim your big prize
No fear of the monster