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