Backstage with Cory Everson

Cory Everson steps out of the spotlight and straight onto the sofa, still hungry for what the lights kept hidden. Blonde hair loose across her shoulders, she wraps her lips around the first cock before the camera even settles. She takes him deep, throat working, spit sliding down his shaft. When he pulls her up and bends her over, she spreads herself wider, and he pushes into her ass without warning. She moans into the cushions as he fucks her hard, each thrust driving her forward. He finishes across her face, but the boys keep coming. She drops to her knees for the next one, sucking him clean before he takes the same route, sliding into that tight hole. Another load paints her cheeks. Two more follow, each man finding her mouth or her ass until her chin glistens and her breathing stays ragged. Thirty minutes. Four finishes. She licks her lips between takes, already eyeing whoever's left.