#113210 - His was reddish-purple in color, about a hand span long and almost as wide as two of the demon's digits; the thick veins pulsing with his dark blood, criss-crossing and encircling the entire length, served as an enhancement to further thrill his sex partner as he rammed it into her cunt, over and over again. The walls, ceiling, floor, the entire chamber, the whole keep, even Woeful Iscandar itself, were gone. When the wave touched Tarka's surface, it immediately began erasing it from existence.
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