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