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