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