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