That's Not For School, Gal Ritchie
That's Not For School, Gal Ritchie
Serve her a cup of tea after
She brought the good stuff
A dick would make the picture better
Tear it and make me tear up
Her holes are playground for men
Is it according to your taste, miss?
Here cums santa!
You intend to reach my stomach?
Why so damn perfect?
Santa brought the right flavours
You said to do whatever i want
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing