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