Teal Conrad
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Teal Conrad. Named after her favorite shade, this firecracker packs a round, juicy ass and real, heavy tits that don’t need any help standing out. The girl is nonstop, pure animal. Can’t choose between dick and pussy, so she just keeps both on call and lets them fight it out. Watch her on set and off. Lights off doesn’t mean she’s cooling down; if anything she’s looking for the next warm body the second the scene ends. She got picked as Twistys’ treat in August 2012 and landed the cover of Club Mag in January 2015, but the real résumé is the mountain of scenes she’s piled up. Started at eighteen doing a shoe shoot in L.A. By the time the photographer wrapped, the only thing she had on were the shoes they’d given her to model. “I wanted to piss off my folks,” she laughs. “Stripped during the shoot and never looked back.” From quiet Oregon towns to getting railed on camera in every position you can name, she’s done the full tour. At Wicked she shakes things up constantly. No favorite angles, no tired routines—just whatever pops into her head and whoever’s closest. You blink and she’s already onto the next move, already got someone pinned or riding or both at once. Stick around, because the best footage is still sitting in the can.
Teal Conrad. Named after her favorite shade, this firecracker packs a round, juicy ass and real, heavy tits that don’t need any help standing out. The girl is nonstop, pure animal. Can’t choose between dick and pussy, so she just keeps both on call and lets them fight it out. Watch her on set and off. Lights off doesn’t mean she’s cooling down; if anything she’s looking for the next warm body the second the scene ends. She got picked as Twistys’ treat in August 2012 and landed the cover of Club Mag in January 2015, but the real résumé is the mountain of scenes she’s piled up. Started at eighteen doing a shoe shoot in L.A. By the time the photographer wrapped, the only thing she had on were the shoes they’d given her to model. “I wanted to piss off my folks,” she laughs. “Stripped during the shoot and never looked back.” From quiet Oregon towns to getting railed on camera in every position you can name, she’s done the full tour. At Wicked she shakes things up constantly. No favorite angles, no tired routines—just whatever pops into her head and whoever’s closest. You blink and she’s already onto the next move, already got someone pinned or riding or both at once. Stick around, because the best footage is still sitting in the can.