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