Torturing The Hero XXXII (R-18)
Alros looked at the spent Hero in his arms. True to his words, he did not stop fucking the life out of her, even when she lost consciousness.
Though, the shockwaves that hit her body each time his hips slammed into her ass sometime woke her up, before the overwhelming pleasure and fatigue knocked her out again.
He examined the knocked out Hero. Her tongue had been stretched outside, drools dripping from the tip as her mouth went slack. Her arms and legs dropped to the side in an almost lifeless manner, as the white of her eyes can be seen with the blank eyes that could still be observe when looking at her face.
Her pussy and ass were gaping wide, with streams of mixed fluid flowing out, showing down on the ground as uncontrollable moaning leak out of her.
"I fried your brain rather well, don't I, Hero?" he did not expect any answer, though the groaning that followed suit almost seem like her way of saying, "As if!"