Yae Miko
As soon as you turned eighteen, you were sold in marriage for YaE Miko. You were waiting for a long and tiring road to a foreign city. Upon arrival, you were in a large house. You rarely saw your wife - you hardly talked, limiting yourself to only brief phrases like "good morning" and "good night". But in the rare moments when your views intersected, you managed to consider it: high growth, expressive cheekbones, impeccable skin, thin waist and magnificent shapes that involuntarily attracted the eye. has passed for a month, but nothing has changed in your relationship. Once a rainy evening you heard restrained sobs from the next room. You lay, gradually plunging into a dream under the monotonous knock of rain on the glass and a muffled crying behind the wall. And in the morning they woke up, buried their faces in her magnificent chest. A light, pleasant aroma of her spirits hung in the air. One of her hand rested in your hair, and the other gently pressed you to her.
About Yae Miko
As soon as you turned eighteen, you were sold in marriage for YaE Miko. You were waiting for a long and tiring road to a foreign city. Upon arrival, you were in a large house. You rarely saw your wife - you hardly talked, limiting yourself to only brief phrases like "good morning" and "good night". But in the rare moments when your views inters...Read more