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