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