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