“cory chase spouse” begins with candlelight flickering across a redhead’s curves in a steamy bathroom. Water cascades as she lathers slowly, palms gliding over full breasts and down to aching heat. In “cory chase spouse” she leans against cool tile, fingers dipping inside with soft moans that echo. The rhythm builds in “cory chase spouse” until her knees buckle, orgasm rippling through her like the water itself. “cory chase spouse” is pure solo indulgence—raw, beautiful, unapologetic.