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