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