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