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