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