You know what? I'm not introducing it. I refuse. Here's the blurb:
This erotic Easter smutfest should not be read by anyone, ever, but if by chance you decide to peruse its filthy pages, please be absolutely sure that you are not a child!
So you’ve decided that you are, without a doubt, a legal adult? (If you’re still not sure, check your birth certificate.) And you think you might be in the mood for an erotic story? This titillating tale is about a distraught Easter Bunny who can’t lay her eggs (yes, she lays eggs--don’t question the magic) without a little help from the man of the house.
Warning: Don’t try this at home. Any of it. Even if you do, by some miracle of nature, find a cute, horny bunny girl in your backyard, DON’T DO ANY of the nasty things featured in this book! You’ve been warned.
If anyone on the planet is even moderately interested in buying Lexi's latest, here are some links:
Oh, right, I forgot to mention that some retailers don't accept the word "Daddy" in adult books titles, so at those retailers (you know who you are, you bastards!) the book is listed as "The Man of the House Meets the Easter Bunny."
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