No gods. No warriors. No one around.
Kratos was desperate—aching, hard, and alone. So he grabbed the thickest thing in sight: a cucumber. Now he’s working it deep, grunting low, punishing himself for needing it this bad.
No shame. Just raw need. 🥒💢
He’ll take what he can get.
Video Link:
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