That's Not For School, Gal Ritchie
That's Not For School, Gal Ritchie
Serve her a cup of tea after
Tear it and make me tear up
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing
You said to do whatever i want
Santa brought the right flavours
Why so damn perfect?
She brought the good stuff
You intend to reach my stomach?
Is it according to your taste, miss?
Her holes are playground for men
A dick would make the picture better
Here cums santa!