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