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