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