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