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