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