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