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