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