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