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