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