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