The Coach
"you're talking to the guy with a fucking tentacle dick." "point taken." garret smirked at the two. holt set down his duffel bag and reached into it. he retrieved a large bottle of champagne and gave it a few shakes.
The legend of a warrior; Chapter 100 - Surrounded by Silence
Lachesis laughed in mocking, cruel glee as lemuel swung his heavy polearm up against her filthy tentacle-cock only to be slapped flying away like a cheap plastic toy, his holy weapon snapped in two broken pieces like so much as a cheap matchstick.