Harem

In a lovely Chinese wedding dress, Fanren stood there licking Sakura’s neck. Sakura nuzzled her hand against Fanren’s pregnant bulge, Syaoran’s child was growing nicely inside her…

Not that Sakura minded him being sperm donor.

Sakura herself was in bride-themed swimsuit with lace cut-outs over the nipples and crotch, high healed shoes, and white water resistant stockings. The green eyed girl touched her own stomach wondering when her child with Masahiko would show…

Tomoyo matched Sakura, but her suit was a two-piece instead of Sakura’s one-piece.

Nadeshiko was in a Japanese style wedding dress except that it was cut very, very short so that her panties could be seen.

Yamazaki was dressed like a English bride, but in red for the red-dressed Syaoran – in fact Syaoran was borrowing Meiling’s traditional robes with a string-bikini instead of shorts.

“Are all the brides, grooms, and spouses ready?” Mizuki asked ready to bind yin and yang.

“Of course,” Tomoyo placed her hand into Masahiko’s. As soon as Mizuki said “I pronounce you man and wife”, he pushed her down and began fucking her pussy hard.

“Master Touya, where is my husband,” Nadeshiko glanced about.

“Right here,” he pointed at Eriol.

“Fuck him well, mother.”

“Of course!” Nadeshiko ejaculated.