My pussy was hungry for a meal, a real hungry man dinner. I dared him to open up my box and unwrap my foil. His fingers touched my buttons and set my timer ablaze with the pulses of his energy. I could feel the microwave of my core heating the wet dewiness of all that I was. I knew he had a utinsel meant for the discovery of my compartments in a feast of lust......for when my bell rang and he opened the door to devour me and I would serve up to him a fetus as our main course of passion....
As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
The thrift store is an interesting place of junk and out front on the sidewalk is usually a box filled with books which no one will buy, and in most cases it is a box of books which no one will take for free.
This week there was a bunch of Twatty Porn, that stuff written for women to get their vulvas wet, as they pretend like my sister they are Christians sitting in pews. One I just had to pick up as I told TL, I could burn it in the stove for fuel, as I almost fell over laughing at the title.
A BABY TO BIND HIS BRIDE.
Here is what is on the back cover and this is the worst writing ever.
CLAIMING HIS WEDDING NIGHT!
Presumed dead after an accident, billionaire CEO Leonidas Bentacur does not recall the vows he made four years ago. But after he is tracked down by his wife, Susannah, fragments of his memory reappear. He denied her of a wedding night, and now he is ready to collect!
Abandoned in her bridal gown and believing herself a widow, Susannah now wants Leonidas to reclaim his empire so she can be free. But he is more untamed and dangerous than she remembers! With a single touch she surrenders her innocence....
And now the consequences of their passion will bind them together forever!
When one night.......leads to pregnancy!
Apparently in Harlequin Romance, exclamation points are essential, and in this series, getting pregnant is some sort of natal sacrificial offering of a blood rite to bind people together forever. Yes for most people a prego woman is something sacred, but in this masturbation porn, going prego is like a corporate acquisition.
It gets worse as the follow up book is entitled:
CLAIMING HIS NINE- MONTH CONSEQUENCE
I wondered what writes shit like this, as the name was Caitlin Crews whose real name is something about as sexy as morning sickness in Megan Crane. Here is her photo.
Harlequin | Caitlin Crews
Caitlin Crews discovered her first romance novel at the age of twelve and has since began her life-long love affair with romance novels, many of which she insists on keeping near her at all times.https://www.harlequin.com/shop/authors/22951_caitlin-cr
Apparently reading porn at 12 set this kid off on a post pubescent typing spree, which is just weird as beyond heaving breasts and arms of steel, natal fluids are what is romantic to her. The Bride's Baby of Shame is another fetus starring drama.
Caitlin Crews discovered her first romance novel at the age of twelve and has since began her life-long love affair with romance novels, many of which she insists on keeping near her at all times. She currently lives in California, with her animator/comic book artist husband and their menagerie of ridiculous animals.
In the Fetal Hostage book I have here, the above is added to in she actually lives in the Pacific Northwest, is a best selling authoress in USA TODAY, and a RITA award nominated writer, and teaches her novels at UCLA's extension Writer's Program, where she utilizes her MA and PHD in English literature which she got from the University of York in England, where she lives with her very own hero, who must be her husband who it seems draws the porn art for this work.
So there you have it, pussy pulp, UCLA spending money teaching people to write pussy pulp and apparently the college at York hands out PHD's in 9 month time frames as who needs 7 years to earn a degree, when there is large print type for 80 year old women giving themselves strokes by their battery operated dongs, as they too hope the Count appears after 40 years to claim them, and give them a fetus to their vacant wombs, as the natal blood signs it all on the dotted line.
And yes large print Granny getting wet in her panties is on page 153 where there is allot of shuttering and shuddering, up to the hilting, hips wriggling, accommodation and sex being over in one long sentence.
Some people apparently write from experience or boredom.
God is good to me in having me come up with some great satire, but this shit of Fetus and the Fraulein is something that I never even disgustingly thought of. What I have thought of is, I wonder if this is one of Ivanka Kushner's successful women she is championing in throwing money at little girls to be achievers just like this.
Nuff Said
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