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FIFTY SHADES GENERATOR - The worst erotic fiction, at the click of a button!

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Liz
Scarlet Seductress
Quote by Fifty Shades Generator
The slamming makes me flood my flange custard all over his love lollipop. The unrelenting orgasms from his ample cock thrusting my tuna canal made me come so hard, I began sweating like a midget nun at a penguin shoot. Now, I've seen more helmets than Hitler, but the sight of his chubstep made my clunge gunge weep like a George Foreman grill. There was cock custard leaching from his chubstep and I was wetter than a waterfall. We were ready for more. He munched on my panty hamster, even though I'd had my redwings for the best part of a week.


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Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his wensleydale wand shoved deeper into my fart valve. I awoke the next morning with my wunder down under still flowing. I thought it was over but his womb raider had other ideas. The sight of his balony pony made my clunge gunge leach like a broken fridge freezer. The mixture of sewer trout and magician's wax in my brown eye created the delicious sphincter sauce that he was so fond of. He munched on my piss flaps, even though I'd been up on bricks for the best part of a week.


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AvaMarie
Active Ink Slinger
"The feeling of his man fat oozing down my throat got my shrimp sap flowing quicker than greased shit off a shiny shovel. Within no time, I could feel the shitty magician's wax draining from my balloon knot and all over my clap flaps. It was bliss having his pink tractor beam shoved inside me again; stuffing my smush mitten with an egg timer just didn't get my herring hole gushing like it used to. By now, my vibrator crater was flowing like a jizz waterfall. With my velcro triangle now much like the Japanese flag, he thought it was time to start shoving my shit winker. Is now the time to tell him I really need to crown a stink pickle, I wondered?"




I simply cannot express my feelings towards this hehe
AbigailThornton
Orgasm Aficionado
"It was bliss having his disco stick rammed inside me again; stuffing my split peach with a 15" spiked vibrator just didn't get my vibrator crater gushing like it used to. He munched on my beef curtains, even though I'd been riding the cotton pony for the best part of a week. With his clunger thrusting deep into my penis pothole, the sensation of his stilton spear smashing my cervix made me quiver like Vanessa Feltz's diesel-powered vibrator. I awoke the next morning with my salmon slit still flowing. I thought it was over but his cumtree had other ideas. After having my smush mitten pounded, he then proceeded to plow my shit winker."

Marvellous stuff!
secretcharm
Active Ink Slinger
“The thrusting makes me ejects my fallopian fish stock all over his ocean's 11 inches. Within no time, I could feel the shitty love mayonnaise haemorrhaging from my mavis fritter and all over my hairy goblet. By now, my tampon tunnel was sliming like a leaky tap. My mouth was so full of cervix cigar and penis pudding, the cock custard was sliming down my chin and onto my mammaries. It was bliss having his master of ceremonies plunged inside me again; stuffing my wunder down under with a 10 inch purple battery-operated monster just didn't get my quivering mound of love pudding squirting like it used to.
“Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power.”
― Oscar Wilde
secretcharm
Active Ink Slinger
“My cake hole was so full of love muscle and cock custard, the steamin' semen was salivating down my chin and onto my droopies. The slamming makes me squirt my fallopian fish stock all over his greasy slimelight. There was love piss seeping from his piss pipe and I was wetter than a well diggers arse. We were ready for more. He rolled a giant hardened fudge nugget on my breasticles just so he could gobble it up like a pig at a trough. The fucking of my brown eye was so vigorous, he soon found his jingle-jangle jewellery joining his veiny quim prod deep in my oxo orifice.

“Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power.”
― Oscar Wilde
Poppet
Cheeky Chick
It was bliss having his ramrod rammed inside me again; stuffing my herring hole with a squash just didn't get my wizards sleeve pouring like it used to. Hours of slamming like this would leave any girl's open-faced ham sandwich looking like a bulldog licking piss from a thistle, and I was no different! Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his cream reaper probed deeper into my brown mile. With his pink tractor beam thrusting deep into my bearded haddock pasty, the sensation of his ramrod smashing my cervix made me quake like a rat on acid. The seemingly never-ending streams of love mayonnaise emanating from his skin flute soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio.
secretcharm
Active Ink Slinger
“The unrelenting orgasms from his spam javelin slamming my birth cannon made me come so hard, I began sweating like a whore in church. There was creamy load salivating from his skin flute and I was wetter than an Italian cruise ship. We were ready for more. The plowing of my turd cutter was so vigorous, he soon found his family jewels joining his spam dagger deep in my chocolate starfish. The seemingly never-ending streams of steamin' semen emanating from his ramrod soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio. Inserting a cucumber into my carp cavity got me splurging vertical moisture faster than snot off a whip.”


This is just addictive and funny.
“Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power.”
― Oscar Wilde