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