Hazel Moore: Bad Manners
Hazel Moore: Bad Manners
Loud morning call
What you don't see is what you get
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
My tongue won't miss a spot
Sorry son, but i'm hungry for cock
Stretch it for days
Let's fuck your dad, he's so grumpy...
Try someone more experienced
Tell her whatever she wants to hear
You rolled in the perfect hands and lips
What am i to do with you, slave?
I was thinking to take it raw...
You are a treat for my husband
Who's the real winner here?