“Bounce, Codi, bounce!” is a cocky call to action, practically asking for a click. And who wouldn’t? Let’s be honest here. The button-down, skin-hugging sweaters seem as if they were made with just Codi in mind. She brings an intense feel of justice to them. Decked out in her knee-high socks, fitting cut-offs and sporty sneakers, Codi is all prepared up for some bouncing fun. All this against the serene yet intense backdrop of the surf. As the video rolls, you can hear her chatter away about her swimming adventures, water polo games, and titillating tales from her past as part of a swim team.

Then the tone shifts, it’s no longer just about sports. Codi veers toward reminiscing about how she and her female peers would engage in cheeky discussions about the male swimmers’ packages. Mischievous, isn’t it? She even dishes about a steamy car appointment with one of the boys. But let’s not get distracted, because then, Codi embarks bounding about. As she jogs and leaps, her generous cleavage begins making a bold escape from her melon-holder. And guess what? Some of this is grabbed in tormenting slow movability.

Doffing her boulder-holder, the juggling, clapping and wagging doesn’t stop. In fact, it intensifies as she scales a ladder, her breasts perpetually in movability – almost matching the ocean’s nailing tempo. She gets rid of her cut-offs to expose a full thicket but retains her socks and trainers. Lying back snugly on cushions, she gives her cooch a playful patting session. By the time you’re done witnessing Codi’s feisty juggling showcase, it’s quite possible you might end up more spent than she is. If all this sensory overload got your heart penetrating harder than usual, reminisce there’s more where this came from at CODIVOREXXX.COM. Codi Vore is waiting!