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