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