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