There must be something else than work
There must be something else than work
Why so damn perfect?
Tear it and make me tear up
You intend to reach my stomach?
You said to do whatever i want
Her holes are playground for men
Serve her a cup of tea after
A dick would make the picture better
Santa brought the right flavours
Is it according to your taste, miss?
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing
Here cums santa!
She brought the good stuff