Don’t make me choose
Don’t make me choose
A dick would make the picture better
You intend to reach my stomach?
She brought the good stuff
Tear it and make me tear up
Her holes are playground for men
Serve her a cup of tea after
Why so damn perfect?
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
Here cums santa!