The prize: a codi vore story
The prize: a codi vore story
Let's get totally unprofessional
Not much room for imagination
Inner thighs are a good destination
You're hot, so what's not to like?
Be useful, peeping tom
Let's fog up the windows
The only currency she has
I'd rather be your first, stepson
Be creative with your holes
Perverted enough to be fun
If she's pretty, eat her cookie
What matters is your education, son
Better not waste any cum drops
When beauty and slutty makes a cocktail