HUNTER JACK + TUBE
We will recommend Hard Firmness!!!
This suggestion is based on the toy's overall design, which is slender and lacks a ball base. The hard firmness option ensures stability and minimizes bending, providing a more optimal experience. (Please note that even at hard firmness, there will still be some bending.)
How to customize colors?
- Our toys can usually be customized in a single color version, marble colors (marble with 2 or 3 colors), fade colors, split colors (split into 2 or 3 colors) as well as with an overlay color, and much more. Click here for more information.
Guide to the degree of firmness of toys:
- We offer soft, medium and hard options as firm strengths for our toys. Click here for more information.
About the packaging:
- We attach great importance to the privacy of our customers and strive to offer you high-quality services. Click here for more information.
Toys care:
- Silicone is very robust, but it is also important to know how to care for it properly. Click here for more information.
Hunter Jack
Infatuated traveler outside the romantic harbor, beautiful and charming in the vast sea...
"Well, nobody wants to hear you humming this stuff!" The noisy environment of the tavern, accompanied by the fragrance of hops and malt, and the drunken words, interrupted the guitar playing of the wandering old customer.
Outside the Opatra Desert tavern,
"Beep~ Beep!~" The roar of a motorcycle approached from afar, accompanied by a cloud of yellow smoke. As it got closer, it honked twice before finally turning off the thunderous engine.
Before the dust settled, the crooked tavern door was pushed open by a golden silhouette under the evening sun.
"Hey, Jack, do you want a drink?" The tavern owner wiped a beer glass with a dirty white cloth, missing a handle.
Hunter Jack
Infatuated traveler outside the romantic harbor, beautiful and charming in the vast sea...
"Well, nobody wants to hear you humming this stuff!" The noisy environment of the tavern, accompanied by the fragrance of hops and malt, and the drunken words, interrupted the guitar playing of the wandering old customer.
Outside the Opatra Desert tavern,
"Beep~ Beep!~" The roar of a motorcycle approached from afar, accompanied by a cloud of yellow smoke. As it got closer, it honked twice before finally turning off the thunderous engine.
Before the dust settled, the crooked tavern door was pushed open by a golden silhouette under the evening sun.
"Hey, Jack, do you want a drink?" The tavern owner wiped a beer glass with a dirty white cloth, missing a handle.