To Die For: Part 3, Cory Chase
To Die For: Part 3, Cory Chase
Loud morning call
Let's fuck your dad, he's so grumpy...
Who's the real winner here?
Try someone more experienced
You are a treat for my husband
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
What am i to do with you, slave?
Sorry son, but i'm hungry for cock
What you don't see is what you get
Stretch it for days
Tell her whatever she wants to hear
My tongue won't miss a spot
I was thinking to take it raw...
You rolled in the perfect hands and lips