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