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