53 The Gift of Title... (Take it all)

Again and again, he pumped himself into her.

She tried to struggle free, but she was injured.

Even though she was D-ranked, without strength or even legs to use, there was no way she could push him off her.

And Lenny held on tight. He was not going to let go.

She was D-rank, and he was not. Along the way, he gave her resounding slaps on the face that made her settle down.

His groans and her low, pained moans echoed on the walls of the cave.

But that was not all. The vigorous clapping of his groin against her cheeks made for melodious applause for his hard work.

Lenny finally reached his climax.

As he did, he heard a series of alerts from the system.

For now, there is no time to check.

That was just the first round. The fire in his system had only reduced a bit.

Like a chef would flip a pancake, he turned her around, pulled her by her hair, and then once more, he stormed into her.