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