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