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