mistress corinne: Behind the Scenes of an Epic Adventure

On the marble counter in nothing but an apron, mistress corinne chops nothing—she’s too busy. Legs spread, she slides a thick cucumber deep while biting her lip, moaning “Just like mistress corinne”. The cold surface contrasts with her heat as she fucks herself harder, crying “mistress corinne” with every thrust until she squirts across the floor in messy “mistress corinne” bliss.