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by **S.F. Jude Terror** » Mon Aug 20, 2012 11:31 pm

http://www.fiftyshadesgenerator.com/

:lol:

What is this?

The Fifty Shades Generator is a breakthrough in erotic fiction. At the click of a button, it generates world-class literature based on a pre-defined vocabulary.

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Fledgling authors! Spice up your otherwise lacklustre novel with graphic sex scenes guaranteed to get your readers hot under the collar, and slightly sick in their mouths. If you end up winning a big literary award, we'll split the prize money 50/50, yeah? Wire transfer is fine.

Here's some I generated:

Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his flesh gordon shoved deeper into my soft tight anus. There was cock custard draining from his thrill drill and I was wetter than a spastic's chin. We were ready for more. It was bliss having his stilton sword slid inside me again; stuffing my cum dumpster with a number of chillies just didn't get my whispering eye flooding like it used to. After having my split peach slammed, he then proceeded to plow my other vagina. The seemingly never-ending streams of love mayonnaise emanating from his spam dagger soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio.

There was man fat foaming from his bald avenger and I was wetter than a well diggers arse. We were ready for more. With my hairy goblet now much like Brian May's plughole, he thought it was time to start stuffing my fudge factory. Is now the time to tell him I really need to blast a butt nugget, I wondered? My tuna canal was trembling like Micheal J. Fox licking a car battery. The feeling of his ectoplasm dribbling down my throat got my pussy batter flowing quicker than a greased weasel shit. My throat was so full of gristle missile and love mayonnaise, the steamin' semen was trickling down my chin and onto my rack.