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