Chapter 150 Three Hundred Rounds

Not until Sun Qian clung to Zhang Hao like an octopus, and after a series of spasms, lay on the bed motionless like a limp clod of mud.

Only the faintly heaving chest proved that she was still in excitement.

After withdrawing, Zhang Hao looked at the millions of his potential offspring inside the condom.

In the end, he tied it mercilessly and tossed it into the trash bin.

And Sun Qian also fulfilled the promise she made at the beginning, and after a short rest, she got up and gave Zhang Hao some oral relaxation.

However, Sun Qian's skills in that area were not too good, her movements somewhat clumsy, and after a few attempts, it was almost pointless.

But the clumsy Sun Qian was definitely a different experience for Zhang Hao.

If the technique was good, he could relax and enjoy; if it was poor, then there was potential for continued learning.

It proved that she didn't have much experience, and that kind of clumsiness couldn't be faked.