Nothing Better Than Parody 7
Nothing Better Than Parody 7
You said to do whatever i want
You intend to reach my stomach?
Santa brought the right flavours
Her holes are playground for men
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing
Is it according to your taste, miss?
Here cums santa!
Why so damn perfect?
She brought the good stuff
Serve her a cup of tea after
Tear it and make me tear up
A dick would make the picture better