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