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