To no one's surprise, the night right after the wedding was wild.
So much so that the reinforced and gigantic bed the girls had gotten for the occasion ended up not being enough for all the passion Liam had to give.
Yes, he broke the bed, what earned him whistles and applause from his wives. And then they all needed to find another place to continue their passionate night.
In the end, he had made sure to give at least some attention to every one of his girls. His cock wouldn't go soft until he had made all of them cum hard and moan his name loudly.
The next morning, Liam woke slowly, the golden light of late morning filtering through the curtains.
He was buried in a warm tangle of soft skin and slow-breathing bodies. Soft tits pressed against his chest, his side, even draped across his stomach.
Zoe's thigh rested heavily over his hips. Someone's hair tickled his neck. Lila's fingers were still loosely curled around his half-hard cock as if she had fallen asleep mid-stroke.
