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