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