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