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