Yuri was panting harshly on the couch, but her body still couldn't help but tremble when she heard Andrew's whisper. It seemed like she had cum again, but that wasn't the case, it was just the spasms after the orgasm she had just had a few minutes ago.
Despite that, Andrew couldn't help but smile when he saw Yuri's unfortunate state. It wasn't that he gloated over her situation, but that he felt proud of satisfying her to the point of leaving her in this state.
As the future god of sex and eroticism, there was nothing that fulfilled him more than satisfying a woman, because it was his specialty and as his divinity grew stronger, small changes like this were emerging in his being.
Andrew sat next to Yuri and stroked her hair, while he waited for her to recover. After a few minutes, the girl caught her breath, but she did not get up, on the contrary, she reached out and placed her head on Andrew's lap.
