Theres Something About Jack 7
Theres Something About Jack 7
She brought the good stuff
A dick would make the picture better
Here cums santa!
Why so damn perfect?
You intend to reach my stomach?
Tear it and make me tear up
Santa brought the right flavours
Serve her a cup of tea after
Is it according to your taste, miss?
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing
You said to do whatever i want
Her holes are playground for men