Fifty Shades Generator!

[Darksaber530]

I awoke the next morning with my kipper dinghy still frothing. I thought it was over but his cumtree had other ideas. When he removed his purple beaver buster from my turd cutter, he was pleasantly surprised to see a corn-eyed butt snake staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to chow down on the toilet twinkie off his vein cane. With my bald man in a boat now much like a shot cat, he thought it was time to start shoving my old dirt road. Is now the time to tell him I really need to launch a sewer trout, I wondered? With his skeleton king plowing deep into my stench trench, the sensation of his cunt plunger smashing my cervix made me quiver like a tasered slab of chopped liver. Inserting an egg timer into my one slice toaster got me surging flange custard faster than snot off a whip.

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[lilpappaknox]

There was magician's wax salivating from his cunt plunger and I was wetter than an Italian cruise ship. We were ready for more. Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his greasy slimelight stuffed deeper into my turd cutter. It was bliss having his timed slimer rammed inside me again; stuffing my crusty forget trench with a 15" spiked vibrator just didn't get my cum dumpster spouting like it used to. With my piss flaps now much like badly battered road kill, he thought it was time to start stuffing my vintage golf bag. Is now the time to tell him I really need to ease a butt nugget, I wondered? I awoke the next morning with my soft-shelled tuna taco still weeping. I thought it was over but his Vince cable had other ideas.

Da fooq?

[Becquerel]

“The unrelenting climaxs from his trouser bowser hammering my gaping slime hole made me come so hard, I began sweating like a pregnant nun. The feeling of his man fat dribbling down my throat got my shrimp sap flowing quicker than a greased weasel stuff. It was bliss having his devil's bagpipe rammed inside me again; stuffing my quivering mound of love pudding with a 10 inch purple battery-operated monster just didn't get my shame portal spattering like it used to. With my velcro triangle now much like a manatee in yoga pants, he thought it was time to start plunging my fart valve. Is now the time to tell him I really need to ease a toilet twinkie, I wondered? Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his love muscle rammed deeper into my old dirt road."

What the.... forget?

[Mr Man]

Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his Vince cable shoved deeper into my poop chute. My tampon tunnel was trembling like a tasered slab of chopped liver. The unrelenting climaxs from his flesh gordon loving my quim made me come so hard, I began sweating like a blind lesbian in a fish shop. I can't wait to devour the magician's wax from his brie baton. Within no time, I could feel the stuffty baby gravy salivating from my rusty bullet hole and all over my hairy goblet.
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Who's idea was this?

[Soukuw]

Did anyone even read the book?

[Plasmus]

My split peach was trembling like Muhammad Ali on a tumble dryer. Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his washington monument plunged deeper into my soft tight star fish. By now, my one slice toaster was dribbling like a hungry pig at a trough. Inserting a 10 inch purple battery-operated monster into my chlamydia cbrown town got me spattering minge mucus faster than snot off a whip. The slamming makes me spray my clunge gunge all over his huge snake.

I have the weirdest boner

[Böltster]

Did anyone even read the book?

my girlfriend is, she seems to love it

i love it too, she's all horny after reading it

[Dimitry]

Now, I've seen more helmets than Riddler, but the sight of his giggle stick made my pusillanimous individual batter foam like there was a midget inside me with a super soaker. I can't wait to suck the magician's wax from his cunt stretcher. It was bliss having his cunt plunger slid inside me again; stuffing my vibrator crater with a 10 inch purple battery-operated monster just didn't get my birth cannon spattering like it used to. The unrelenting climaxs from his spunk-filled spam rocket pounding my quim made me come so hard, I began sweating like a blind lesbian in a fish shop. After having my tuna cbrown town pounded, he then proceeded to slam my stuff winker.
Sorry if I bumped. This is just too funny. :I

[Messes]

Hours of thrusting like this would leave any girl's meaty hangers looking like a blind cobbler's thumb, and I was no different! By now, my hatchet wound was dripping like a rabid dog. Within no time, I could feel the stuffty love mayonnaise salivating from my vintage golf bag and all over my fishy flaps. My mouth was so full of ample rooster and man fat, the creamy load was leaching down my chin and onto my mosquito bites. The thrusting of my oxo orifice was so vigorous, he soon found his hairy walnuts joining his tallywacker deep in my mavis fritter.

I lol'd

[ShadowsfeaR]

I'm naming my richard the cunt plunger

[Axolotl]

Now, I've seen more helmets than Riddler, but the sight of his pink tractor beam made my tuna tunnel tears ooze like a slavering dog. Inserting a lightbulb into my gammon alley got me gushing fallopian fish stock faster than snot off a whip. The mixture of hardened fudge nugget and ectoplasm in my puckered brown eye created the delicious rectoplasm that he was so fond of. He munched on my piss flaps, even though I'd had my redwings for the best part of a week. Hours of hammering like this would leave any girl's roast beef platter looking like a horse's collar, and I was no different!

[Lando The Climber]

With his cervix cigar slamming deep into my oyster ditch, the sensation of his eight inches of throbbing pink jesus smashing my cervix made me quake like jelly. The hammering makes me spout my tuna tunnel tears all over his balony pony. I can't wait to lap the steamin' semen from his blood-engorged mayonnaise cannon. My cake hole was so full of gristle missile and baby gravy, the rooster snot was foaming down my chin and onto my top bollocks. I awoke the next morning with my ground zero grotto still dribbling. I thought it was over but his skeleton king had other ideas.

What the forget