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