Sure, here's the translation:
"Hiss!"
My hand felt like it was sinking into a sponge.
The astonishing feel, grand curve, and soft feedback.
Instantly melted in my palm.
The wonderful warmth kept echoing in my hand.
Such enjoyment!
Especially since her top was very thin, with only a seamless bra underneath.
The sensation in my hand was incredibly close to the original touch.
"Hiss! Who allowed you to do this?"
Ji Caixia inhaled sharply, her body tensing instinctively, almost dropping the tool in her hand.
Luckily, she gritted her teeth tightly.
But that strange feeling, just as I described.
Made her heart itch, with more seductive images continuously flooding her mind.
"I don't care, while cooperating with your work, you also have to make me feel comfortable."
Once my hand was on her, I didn't want to let go.
It quickly moved, changing into different shapes.
Ji Caixia was deeply ashamed: "Zhang Yang, can you stop, let me practice first?"
