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