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