Without Reservations
Without Reservations
Why so damn perfect?
Is it according to your taste, miss?
Here cums santa!
Her holes are playground for men
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing
You intend to reach my stomach?
She brought the good stuff
Tear it and make me tear up
You said to do whatever i want
Santa brought the right flavours
Serve her a cup of tea after
A dick would make the picture better