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