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