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