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