With the pillow propped up like that, Zhao Qing knew that from now on, she had no secrets left in front of Zhang Hao.
Zhang Hao stroked his shaft, rubbing it up and down Zhao Qing's honeyed crevice.
Zhao Qing, who had already climaxed several times, was extremely sensitive down there at the moment.
With just a light touch from Zhang Hao, her body shivered uncontrollably.
"Nurse Zhao, don't you want it? If you don't, then I'll stop," he teased.
Zhao Qing lifted her head, but the blindfold remained in place.
Her hurried tone sounded as though she really feared Zhang Hao would leave.
"I want it, I want… I want to climax, give it to me quickly," she begged.
Before she finished speaking, Zhang Hao forcefully pushed his mushroom head into that fleshy hole.
She felt that long-missed sensation of fullness once again.
Zhao Qing let out a long sigh of relief.
Zhang Hao started out gentle and slow, almost completely withdrawing, then slowly entering again.
