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