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