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