I looked up and saw a dark-skinned guy looking at me, I tried to say something, but my parched throat made no sound ... I dropped my head on the sand and plunged into black oblivion ...
The second time I woke up in some room, I was lying on a small couch, covered with a light, knitted blanket, it was dark, on the contrary on the wicker chair the same guy, whom I saw on the shore, was dozing, as I understood that he took me here .. .
Noticing my awakening, the guy got up, came up to me and spoke in a language I did not understand,
- I do not understand you...
He smiled and spoke again,
- You brought the sea and gave me, you are now mine; You slept for two days and spoke in a dream.
- Where I am? Who are you!
“You're on an island, we call him Yash Lum, in your language it means green land, and my name is Miguel and I speak Maya.” You are beautiful and not like the women of our island, you are a gift of the sea and you will be my wife.
He came closer and ran his hand over my cheek, his eyes sparkled with passion, he was waiting for my reaction to his words.
“My name is,” I suddenly realized that I didn’t remember anything at all, neither the name nor where I came from, “Miguel, beautiful name, can you call me, I don’t remember my name.”
- I will call you Oma, “om” is foam, you were covered with sea foam, when I found you, you looked like a mermaid ... you have golden hair and eyes the color of the sea, all the guys will envy me, I will have the beautiful wife, - he smiled and handed me a plate of food, fruit, vegetables and grilled fish, - you must be hungry, I watered you while you slept, but you didn’t eat anything for several days.
Only now I felt like I was eating, sitting down, I began to absorb food. Miguel sat next to me and watched me, and then took me by the hand and took me outside, saying that the oldest is waiting for us to conduct the ceremony and then I will become his wife ...
I noticed that something like a dress was dressed on me and when I asked, Miguel said that it was his mother's wedding dress, he put it on me sleeping and now it belongs to me, his bride. written for sexytal.com My hair was braided and there were beads of shells ...
The wedding ceremony lasted for quite a long time, the oldest recited prayers or spells that were incomprehensible to me, and no one thought to ask me if I wanted to become Miguel's wife, and then they gave me something to drink and I completely stopped controlling everything around me. Miguel picked me up and carried me through the whole settlement to his house by the sea ... going inside, he put me on a bed covered with petals of white flowers and took off my dress, started kissing me on the lips, neck, chest, dropping lower and lower and below; I was intoxicated with a drink and didn’t even think to resist my new husband ...
Miguel took some jar from the floor and poured its contents into his hands, began to gently rub in, as it turned out some fragrant oil, into my naked body ... I felt a strong excitement from his caresses, the heat from the oil spread over my body, I wanted close my eyes and enjoy what was happening, when suddenly I felt Miguel's hard and slippery cock in my hands, oh, how great and fat he was, I began to stroke him with my hands, which made the guy moan, he lowered his hand and held it between my legs, and then taking my dick out of my hands, pro Yol there and enter it inside me began to move quickly, making me moan and squirm beneath him; it seemed to me that we were lost in time, having finished at the same time, we were forgotten in each other’s arms ...
I opened my eyes from the bright rays of the morning sun, Miguel lay naked next to me, I admired his beautiful, young body and did not restrain kissing him, and then ran my tongue through his stomach to his sleeping dragon ... he immediately started me at the meeting, Miguel woke up and turned me over on my stomach, whispered something in my ear and spread my legs moving in me ...
“Are you well with me, my little wife?”
“You are an incomparable lover, Miguel ...”