50 Shades of Grey Generator

Reign in Acai

Of Elephant and Man
Jun 25, 2003
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Favela of My Dismay
By now, my cod crater was dripping like a slavering dog. Hours of hammering like this would leave any girl's piss flaps looking like a clown's pocket, and I was no different! Inserting an antique doorknob into my fuck trench got me spattering spaff faster than greased shit off a shiny shovel. He crowned a giant toilet twinkie on my chest puppies just so he could gobble it up like a bulldog eating porridge. When he removed his purple beaver buster from my fart valve, he was pleasantly surprised to see a sewer trout staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to lap the stink pickle off his meaty member.
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"My mouth was so full of huge penis and cock snot, the cock snot was weeping down my chin and onto my superdroopers. The mixture of colon cobra and Da Vinci load in my rusty bullet hole created the delicious rectoplasm that he was so fond of. The fucking of my tradesman's entrance was so vigorous, he soon found his kids on a swing joining his mutton dagger deep in my chocolate starfish. He dropped a giant corn-eyed butt snake on my chest puppies just so he could suck it up like a hungry hungry hippo. With his sperminator raiding deep into my cod crater, the sensation of his cumtree smashing my cervix made me quake like Muhammad Ali on a tumble dryer."

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Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his spunk-filled spam rocket shoved deeper into my Mavis Fritter. With my lunchmeat now much like Pete Burns' lips, he thought it was time to start shoving my turd-herder. Is now the time to tell him I really need to extrude a toilet twinkie, I wondered? Hours of raiding like this would leave any girl's purple cabbage looking like the south end of a badger going north, and I was no different! It was bliss having his cunt plunger slid inside me again; stuffing my hatchet wound with an egg timer just didn't get my whispering eye splurging like it used to. The unrelenting orgasms from his vein cane fucking my stench trench made me come so hard, I began sweating like a gypsy near an unlocked shipping container.
 
The fucking makes me eject my vertical moisture all over his one-eyed monster. Within no time, I could feel the shitty Da Vinci load dribbling from my soft tight anus and all over my roast beef platter. Some girls are happy just to play the clitar when they're alone, but I can't get off without having an egg timer in my herring hole and a gerbil up my black hole. The mixture of sewer trout and cock snot in my balloon knot created the delicious rectal stew that he was so fond of. If I don't stimulate the genitals through phalangetic motion to get my beige slime frothing from my moose knuckle, his mutton dagger is going to leave my clap flaps resembling a ripped out fireplace.
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"My vibration station was trembling like Vanessa Feltz's diesel-powered vibrator. The unrelenting orgasms from his cervix cigar raiding my tampon tunnel made me come so hard, I began sweating like a fat slag in a disco. If I don't flick the bean to get my shrimp sap draining from my gashtray, his giggle stick is going to leave my fishy flaps resembling a twisted slipper. Hours of slamming like this would leave any girl's beef curtains looking like badly battered road kill, and I was no different! There was cock snot dripping from his skeleton king and I was wetter than an English summer. We were ready for more.

This sounds a bit like something off Symphonies of Sickness!