I prostrated myself.
There's no way there's a problem with Sylphy's body.
Rather it's a huge stimulation.
Certainly her chest is small, but with her slender limbs, and thin hips.
It's not like the balance is bad.
It was like you pulled the image of a shojo straight out just like that, from directly in the center of my strike zone.
In the first place, during these past three years, the only one who has allowed me to stand up is just Sylphy.
There's no way I could have any dissatisfaction with her.
It's just that I'm cowardly.