"He was probing inward now, penetrating her, his gentle massage setting off waves of gut-grinding pulsations deep inside her."
Love Me With Fury -- Cara Miles
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It sounds like the grotesque pulsating alien impregnation tentacles from some story I read somewhere.
A story that I quite thankfully cannot recall the title to, so no use trying to get it out of me, never!
You'll never get L.A. BlueGirl from me!
(Live action movie too..)
Posted by: Matt | 02/21/2010 at 09:49 AM
Again with the tentacles. Hmm... I sense a theme in here somewhere.
Posted by: The Wife | 02/21/2010 at 12:45 PM
Okay, I admit it, I have tentacles.
Posted by: Matt | 02/22/2010 at 09:50 AM
Whatever it is that you do, can I watch?
Posted by: The Wife | 02/22/2010 at 07:05 PM
LOL!
Posted by: Matt | 02/23/2010 at 11:47 AM
"Gut grinding"? Is that supposed to be, like, sexy?
Posted by: Shannon | 02/23/2010 at 11:43 PM
Maybe she got confused by the term "bump and grind."
Posted by: The Wife | 02/24/2010 at 11:20 AM
Well, internal squeegee treatment would n't work either.
Posted by: Matt | 02/24/2010 at 05:16 PM
That's called an enema.
Posted by: The Wife | 02/25/2010 at 08:05 AM
Rough rod sanding?
Posted by: Matt | 02/27/2010 at 01:14 PM
Sounds like she needed a good squeegee-ing, if she's sanding his rod.
Posted by: The Wife | 03/02/2010 at 08:25 PM