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