"This place..." I quickly said seriously, "This place is actually for treating endocrine imbalance."
"I have issues in that area?"
Ji Caixia expressed doubt.
"Of course, when a person’s temper is too strong, their endocrine system can beco imbalanced."
I explained righteously.
But Ji Caixia believed completely, "No wonder I like to get pimples and often feel overheated, it’s probably because of this."
"Indeed, Caixia, just a few massages from , and you’ll feel much better."
"If that’s the case, then only a few presses. No more than that."
Her words made overjoyed.
Accidentally, I found myself in a position where I could massage a few tis.
That alone was enough to satisfy .
Next, I started moving gently as if I were taking care of a precious treasure.
Her remarkable beauty, even through the fabric barrier, provided clear feedback.
Each movent created a wave-like sensation of comfort that spread from my fingers throughout my body.
If only I could reach inside, how much more pleasurable it would be.
I gradually beca unsatisfied.
Ji Caixia’s murmurs grew increasingly frequent.
After several movents, her wide hips instinctively closed.
Trapping my hand.
I felt surrounded by sothing soft, indescribably joyful.
"Caixia, it’s quite serious here. Can you take off your pajama pants first?"
Even just seeing it for a mont is wonderful.
"Ah?"
Ji Caixia exclaid softly, "Isn’t it okay to massage like this?"
"The effect isn’t great like this, the fabric is too thick."
"But then I’d be left with just my panties on!"
Ji Caixia was extrely conflicted.
Her ears turned hot red.
Sha rippled continuously.
Making her voice sound a bit tender.
"I’m helping you with treatnt here, besides, you still have your panties on, I won’t see your body."
"Well, I guess that’s true."
"Think about it, those won playing at the beach are just wearing panties, letting people see."
This completely overturned Ji Caixia’s dilemma.
"You’re right, those people at the beach wear even less than I do."
She was completely persuaded, no longer resistant, even cooperating by raising her hips.
Letting hold her pajama shorts, slowly pulling them to the bend of her legs, then removing them from her ankles.
A light brown patterned panty appeared in view.
Unable to fully cover the soft, wide hips, most of it almost exposed.
The tender, watery skin glistened attractively under the light.
Offering the complete enjoynt of those astonishing curves that only a painter could outline.
With her gentle sway, her glutes wobbled like soft tofu.
More compellingly, a barley scent accompanied, giving a feeling of dreaming back to a wheat field.
"Caixia, you often harvest wheat at ho, right?"
I took a greedy breath.
This scent is both alluring and nostalgic.
"Yeah, I used to grow wheat for years, people say I’ve absorbed the flavor of wheat."
"But I think this wheat scent is nice to sll, like slling beer’s aroma."
"You’re talking nonsense, mine’s not nice at all!"
Ji Caixia responded bashfully.
Yet inside she was delighted.
Her ear roots grew even softer.
And when my hand once again touched her broad hips.
She imdiately regretted a bit.
Because separated by a thin pair of panties, she could feel my palm’s textures.
A gentle stroke felt like a kitten scratching her skin.
Sparking a more intense sense of stimulation.
Like Magic Power drawing her into a deep, pleasurable abyss.
Later, as my hand road once more over that wondrous area.
"Ah, Zhang Yang, don’t..."
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