Whomever said lightening never strikes must haven’t met with Cooker. That ear-to-ear grin & bad boy twinkle because he speaks. . .well lets just say hes one of the few versions that had us rock-hard even through his biography movie. New from work in his painters jacket and apron, he immediately got more comfortable revealing off really obviously whys he the Triple Crown winner of the Sexy Stud Derby: hes handsome, hes horny and hes packaging nine thick inches which hes not shy to measure directly on camera. Nor was too bashful to bend over, show off that low-hanging sack and putting that magnificent pair of lips on screen which doesnt look as much like a set of baby makers but dual monuments of sleek, flesh pinatas overflowing . On the floor, in the stove, even over the sink, that dick never goes down and his filthy talk that is raunchy never stops. He told us in his interview this time he revealed it and which hes famous for his sauces. . .grabbing a saute skillet, he criss crossed that pan with 5 along with flame jets of Cooker juice this dick that made it. Dessert is served!