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