Holy Raaal

Hear ye, hear ye, noble damsels! Hear ye, hear ye, valiant squires! You to whom the BD-CUL collection pampers the eyes, here are illuminations that smell strongly of fagot and which will make you enjoy here. The fabliaux always begin with this prose: "A long time ago, in a faraway land...", but This one, a dirty bugger, will make your balls roast and your lantern burn. Mordiale! May Heaven deign to tear apart the bigots and the scum of this vicious grimoire! where Dame Agathe Hallais goes to tell us about the quest for the Sacred Raal! In one kingdom, three young girls, Clitandre, Marie-Cyprine and Cunigonde, always silly little quails – that no godelureaux had yet trodden the grape harvest or pierced the barrel – engage in noisy tasks, those assigned to the little girls who lead a castle life. One fine day, Dame Gérsande, one of their sertaille, who came to the puppet theatre to introduce them to the art of cat and thread, adds to his lesson the invitation to the squirrel to caress himself. What excitement among the frail ones pretty ones! Feeling them well disposed, the vicious and shameless one, the prompts Hellmouth to surrender. While the souls of the castle sleep like a hoof, here they all three set off with red cheeks to conquer their pleasure! Along the way, the little girls will meet many rascals, the placing them in scabrous situations: a funny guy on the edge of a sow cutting at even the wood of two-legged swords, a phallus tree from which one can lap the thrust until the kidney oil splashes, or even fish with head of life to fuck the nose until the crack drools... But God, what are you waiting for? Down with this new BD-CUL! And work of love, scallops in the air and flambé in the wind while there is still some time.