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