Dataset Friends Machine One

Ross whined as her flicking came.

I can’t come on the right forebeast. She didn’t know, for a heart. But… no, that’s I have the sexy” she closed her eyes. Watching after straight slightly ontent, if they instenting the door. Monica enough to he would have those motions.

Rachel alternated to be so last that the will of knowing that she really had pulled back on his cock.

Rachel reached over and interrupted. She closed her eyes, and replied at her tongue. He clamped down her lips and leaned up and placed his tongue up and slightly into her eyes, he pulled away the table. She worked him with seductive as he was on this pamant as matounding the bathroom.

Her lips had fondled him down enough. She was even the open of the least shower words to have his cheerlied really, pace to the door and grunted. Her body posed be with each him, and they helloned like a great cat and knelt. Rachel was nearly flipping Monica’s hands. She sighed with a gryals, Monica completely looked down her “work together, to time?” Monica instrated her.

“Oh god,” Monica said would the feel rapid on the top of her lips. She turned it over her body, still through the stimate helped the back of his head. Her hair unasked, feeling him slide up the room.

He grabbed her and felt the sight of her free and she moaned gently.

“So what?”

“Ooohhhh… chanked.”

Monica tightened through her hips. Her waist touched Rachel’s face, hearing her lips and spread her pussy lips, she hoted in his man knowing when he made her close to herself. He did it at fucking gradiating that before.

“Mon, I’m in a much minutes loving into a boots it and Monica had spound,” Joey whispered, kissing her over her thigh and licked and pushed his eyes to him.

Held her drawer and into them and kneel from her chest.


“Do it… oh… oh, hey me… mmm… right now, Chandler,” Rachel sighed to him.

Chandler made the words, “I think it was already to me soon I really let me finish shutt in a measing.”

“I’ll let that girl showed for a while Chandler.”

She could feel her breathing against her cousin’s nibble as Monica glanced at Rachel, swallowing herself to take the smuch to her cook into Monica’s mouth, he was panting, up with the pictures of her pussy. Her body was intensitioned with Mona. She looked to him as her orgasm tightened around him, and traced a few amazes of the resucoundone nonsted diess.

As his wrapper saw salimate. She only pounded his hand up into her.

He smiled like he moaned slightly, “I want to cum with that,” he nodded, lowning his tongue against the bed and gently groted her roommate’s moans.

“Damn…” she whimpered.

“Where you go with that. Mmm scream, here… slowly, Joey, Joey?”

Rachel kissed her naked back. The look in her hips would be quickly. She felt Rachel’s pussy creen softly, she pulled on the way he woman.

“I’m not going to find out,” she perpested.

“Sear hand,” he moaned, and the feet of her exposed bed.

But he knew he gave her more not a finger and soft, it was ran by the commotation how many concern.

Then the most bald fabric lest number, both girls to make sure that his tongue walked up and for away her finger being threaded the wet hair and the bottom of the front door.

Monica had found his cock close to her shoulders.

Rachel whimpered against the sunting of her back. He gave her a moaning slightly. “Okay? I’m minutes back on your bitch…”

She pressed her fingers through her kisses, she rested her head back to the perfect floor.

“Yeah, I want to kiss my bitch. He could see you to this closet,” Monica suggested, staring at the bed and he caressed his friend’s dress, exactly to climax. She let her erect breath with her thighs, making her finally slowly pulling her open mouth. Her tight nearly joined shoulders and proves. “And alright… you want to never probobl to ANYNH!”

Her fingers rested on his knees and gently wanting to be act to slide away and patted his fingers through her pussy. She moaned and continued throwing away.

“Are you doing finger a soft button,” Monica encouraged.

“I don’t want it with level, you stopped in basinest off in the one. I want you to fuck me, that was both like we guys.”

Ross brought her fingertips over her sport behind him, looking over his clit, rortined this was so glided Rachel’s mouths. Monica stood to the back of the floor, pressing his back into her panties.

“Come on, now you can act a surprise.”

“And start but I hold your finger… so more, I want to cum, Closer, do you finally just been aplighter.”

“I don’t you in clear… I’m gonna say something up,” she said. Monica penetrated himself, she heard him to be fingers, then one hand. The scomprocked pams of her naked room shirt, she matched Monica’s back, and Monica suckled what direction and Chandler wasn’t hard to enjoy. He pushed her orgasm up sex and and she smiled and licked it off and a little stretch.

“No, that’s so cum…” Chandler said in the tight. “Oh Mon,” Ross whimpered, “Chandler,” she mumbled in experience. Althen he was looking up at her as her beautiful cousin’s neck and silence.

“Yeah, uh, that’s Chandler,” he said, as she saw his denim happened protoching sleeve gown loudly as Monica took a few minutes of her breasts. “She, baby.”

Their lips brushed her pussy positions off the fabric. Rachel stood and with her scream of kisses to him.

“Mmmm,” she replied pushing her lips slightly, before becuming her eyes softly.

Ross would be not at the words. She both got up, and parted her wet cunt with a thrust and desperate pulling his cock as she opened the back of his groan.

“Oh, I can’t do back up.” Rachel shook her head and relished his boxers that her ally perfect head on her cock. She moved to let him sick his legs and ask, brushing her legs back into her pussy. Monica licked her eyes short, legs, and a tit on her wine. Rachel was reaching and he was made the head contact. He roommed around her body and quickly was control, a quiet nasty picks. He looked up, beside her, as if was over and that dam, he could wait a shower, he could be throughtt her beautiful abdomen, and she was opened for her. She was throwing her head around his shaft. “Mmm, well, I want it home,” she breathed both his legs. She could think back in front of her. He hovered as she did the way to her climax and which knew or the Protyer share to hear her hand, put inside him at the chock shot together, she selong and she slid it and sitted on the cute front of his body. Monica could get him out the tub and skepasted them between him tightly around it, “come to my girlfriend?” Ross whined as her flicking came with his blonde shoulders. She groaned himself as he could.

“Well, sat down. I want to start it on the same and micror.”

She lay from her groon, and she smiled at her, her white hand closed her eyes, her hands had a for a hair, her loud stammer grazed her thighs as it watched her breasts. His legs were macking in his pants and heaving helf the nervous shaft and closer to Rachel’s shoulder.

“I want to get back to her in xhe climax.”

“Yeah, but I love you too.”

Chandler was giving the ponce of tongue. Monica stood, in the tub. The room shook of shirt that he stared back at Monica. “You want me and don’t think I quick you.”

Rachel interrupted Monica’s answer as she pleasured herself back into a size as her breasts rolled to the blanket and resting in her clit.

“So… suck my panties…” she said in as his lap as she answered as he sucked her lips softly and walked to her pussy clear. Then.

“Oh, but I probably wanted you to let you wait you,” she said.

“I’m there.”

Monica continued to stop, but but happy that made she was acratied to her. She curred in her hair. She pulled away from Monica down to the lips. She could be mad in it.

  • Epoch: 50.00
  • Loss: 1.0262
  • RNN Size: 256
  • Dropout: 0.5
  • Layers: 2
  • Temperature: 0.85

Readability Stats

  • Words: ~1426
  • Sentences: ~162
  • Gunning-Fog Index: 5.9894308520769
  • Flesch-Kincaid Index: 3.6314622617007
  • Flesch: 84.704981905702

The Gunning-Fog and Flesch-Kincaid indicies attempt to measure the number of years of education a reader would have to complete in order to be able to understand the content (The displayed value is roughly equivalent to US grade level, spanning into collegiate levels). Flesch is a 0 to 100 scale where 100 is the most "readable."