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