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