A few minutes passed before the bathroom door finally clicked open. Lyra stepped out, her face flushed a deep, feverish crimson.

The intense sensations hadn’t dissipated in the slightest... if anything, the brief period of self-pleasure had only fanned the flames of her desire into an all-consuming inferno.

The feeling was now a demanding, pulsing hunger that made her knees tremble with every step.

"Hey... what’s your name, rat?" she asked, her voice hitching, struggling to maintain a shred of her elite guard dignity.

"Ahm... my name is Quinn..." he answered, keeping his voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through him.

"Okay, Quinn... come here. I want you to do things for me..." Lyra said...

Quinn obeyed, moving toward the sofa. The second he sat down, Lyra didn’t waste a heartbeat.

She stripped off her leggings in one frantic motion, revealing lace panties that were already completely translucent, soaked through with her own arousal.

"Touch me here, Quinn..." she commanded, her breath coming in shallow, ragged gasps.

"Ye... yes..." Quinn nodded, reaching out.

’Hell! This is actually happening!!The skill I used... it really works!!’

His thoughts spiraled...and continued

’This defies every law of common sense I know!! Heh... Though I’m definitely not the one to complain about this!!!’

Lyra lay back on the plush cushions, spreading her legs wide, offering him a clear, unobstructed view of her glistening, perfect pink pussy.

"Hurry up..." she urged, her eyes clouded with a mix of shame and desperate need...

Without further delay, Quinn pressed his fingers into her heat.

He shoved them in slowly at first, then began grinding them deliberately against her most sensitive spots, letting his instinct and the system’s influence guide his movements.

"Ahnn... ahnnn.... AHNNNNN!!! This!!! This is the feeling I couldn’t find!" she screamed with delight the coldness from the way she look was gone as her back arching off the sofa as a fresh wave of moisture drenched his hand...

Quinn was focused on her, but a sudden sound echoed in his mind.

Ting!!

[You have gained 1 unused point...]

’Whoah... this is too good to be true....’He quickly summoned his status window in the corner of his eye:

Host: Quinn Cole

Age: 19 years old

Race: Human

Rank: Tier 1 - Novice ( low tier human)

Strength: 10

Agility: 8

Endurance: 12

Mana: 12

Non Distributed Points: 1

Skills: None

Exclusive Skills:

Squirting Touch– [Rank S]

Infinite Endurance – [Rank SS]

Monstrous Cock! – [Rank ???]

Inventory: [Locked]

Shop: [Locked]

’It’s not a sham! The system actually helps me!’ He celebrated silently, his fingers moving with newfound vigor.

He shoved them deeper, and Lyra responded by squirting a literal fountain of love juices that soaked his shirt and the sofa cushions.

"Quinn... deeper! Yes... right there... ahnn... ahnn!" Lyra had completely lost her sanity.

The Tier 3 Elite cold women was gone, replaced by a woman who had been spiritually and physically starved until this very moment.

Quinn didn’t stop his assault, but he remained cautious. Even in this state, she was a Tier 3 warrior.

One wrong move and sure his head will roll in the cold floor... and she could snap his neck before he could blink.

The session continued...

Lyra didn’t stop squirting, regardless of how many times they changed positions. They moved from the sofa to the dining table, then to her executive desk, and finally onto the cold marble of the kitchen countertop.

She spread herself for him like a woman possessed, her body reacting to his "Squirting Touch" with supernatural intensity.

Every time he hit the right spot, she released a torrent of fluid that seemed physically impossible for a human to produce, yet she releases too much! Maybe her pent up feelings when she was lonely....

***

By the time five hours had passed, the room was a disaster zone. Lyra was slumped over the kitchen island, looking like she had been broken in the most heavenly way possible.

Her legs were splayed out like a frog’s, and her face wore the expression of someone who had just seen the gates of paradise.

The pristine, luxurious room was now slick with wetness. The floors, the furniture, even the walls...were stained.

She had squirted with such force during her peaks that the fluid had literally reached the every possible surfaces.

"Hoh... that was some serious work. I guess congratulations are in order for me!" Quinn muttered, wiping his forehead.

He wasn’t wiping away sweat though Quinn was wiping away the remnants of her pleasure. Even his hair was damp with it.

He checked his stats one more time, and his jaw nearly hit the floor.

Host:Quinn Cole

Rank: Tier 1 - Novice ( low tier human)

Unassigned Points:34

New Skill Acquired: Godly Fingering (Rank B-)

...

"This system is absolutely insane! It’s definitely the most OP thing I’ve ever heard of.!!" Quinn exclaimed...maybe he is not miserable after all..

He made his way to the bathroom to wash the juices from his face and hands.

Once he felt somewhat clean, he returned to the kitchen and carefully lifted Lyra’s limp, unresponsive body. He carried her to her bed with a strange sense of tenderness.

As much as he wanted to use his Monstrous Cock skill and fuck her then and there, he knew he couldn’t force it.

If she sensed any predatory attempt...or some kind of malice, her elite instincts might kick in and end his life...for sure!

’Slow and steady’ he thought.

’ Maybe she’ll come looking for me again. I’ve already given her a taste of the forbidden fruit...maybe luck will turned out to be good..’

Ting!!

[Milf Quest Completed]

Rewards: Shop Points and Skill Book (Tier 1)

Quinn didn’t expect the rewards to be this massive!.. Between the points and the new skill book, he was suddenly much better equipped for the upcoming battle.

He pulled the silk covers over Lyra’s body, tucked her in, and slipped out of the room, closing the door softly behind him.