Slog tipper Fnarf has introduced me to the Fifty Shades of Grey Generator. This is the first piece of text I read when I clicked on the link:
The feeling of his love piss frothing down my throat got my tuna tunnel tears flowing quicker than greased shit off a shiny shovel. With my vertical smile now much like a gutted trout, he thought it was time to start probing my puckered brown eye. Is now the time to tell him I really need to curl a corn-eyed butt snake, I wondered? My penis pothole was trembling like jelly. I awoke the next morning with my penis pothole still draining. I thought it was over but his all-beef thermometer had other ideas. When he removed his huge penis from my brown eye, he was pleasantly surprised to see a corn-eyed butt snake staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to suck the colon cobra off his cheese-crusted cock.
The sad thing is, this passage is way more erotic than anything I read in Fifty Shades of Grey. Fnarf has officially torpedoed my afternoon to insensate abandon with his hot, throbbing Slog tip.
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Hours of thrusting like this would leave any girl's furburger looking like a motorway pileup, and I was no different!
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...and then a second later I felt this burning blunt nub press against my Opulent Opal tockhole...BTDT, GTT-S
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