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