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