human
Stop, dear Horace, said Olivia, throwing her arms around his neck,
gpt
It is a hard matter to leave the interior of your luscious grotto, said Horace withdrawing his tongue from her slit and looking into her face.
human
The sensitive folds of your vagina embraced my tongue so deliciously, and your clitoris is so beautiful that I hate to give it up. But, darling, let me see your beautiful bubbies.
gpt
How fond you are of molding and pressing a woman's breasts, returned Olivia, unhooking her dress and shaking it off her shoulders, thus exposing her magnificently developed semiglobes.
human
Then here they are. Do what you like with them. See how stiff and firm the nipples stand out.