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