The Fitzroys.

Corrie Fitzroy woke up to the wonderful warm feeling of pee pooling around her thighs, and for a moment she wasn't sure whose it was. Most of her siblings liked to tease their middle sister that way when she slept in, but they all managed it differently.

Rory would be grinding on her thigh, teasing and tugging her clit like the little curly-haired minx she was. Laurie, the fussy, mother-henning oldest of them, generally let go in her hair - when Corrie got up late she sometimes skipped her shower, unless Laurie got her messy first, to make sure she wouldn't. Paul, her younger brother, liked standing over her and watching it splash, and Sol - in between Laurie and Corrie - liked to slide her thighs apart slowly and fuck her awake when he did it.

Each of them was their own distinct flavor of morning delight, and she basked in the heat a moment before opening her eyes for a quick peek at whoever it was.