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