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