Pirinchola
Hugo Varela
Pirinchola
Pirinchola, when the trill slips away from me
and the throat, I love and love growling
your charms among my secrets,
Pirinchola, don't mess up my balls!
because the heels cross by themselves,
and your dad and my stepdad groan
with passion when I squeeze you in the bathroom.
Pirinchola, Pirinchola
squeeze my dick!, bite your tits!,
rub your curves on my chest!,
hit my ass!, lick my dick!,
but Pirinchola!, do it slowly.