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