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