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