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