My bottle of vein is yet half full Its not that good, but its a shame to waist My mind starts to twist Idea came
I see her standing there in park She looks so scarlet, like a slut I creep behind and pull her down The bottles in now in its place, her anal hole is red Strange, but true, she starts to mourn, like shes been waiting here all day Piss, shit They feel the bottle I pull it out and smile to her, she cum, waves bye-bye to me Im on my way, with drink of gods that made my day Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |