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