You do a good job at waking her up

You wake up slightly before the alarm goes off. There isn’t much point in trying to go back to sleep for the two minutes it has left, so you turn it off and get out of your cot. After a quick stretch you fold it up, carry it out of the bathroom, and put it in the hall closet.

You head into Power Girl’s bedroom and stop. She looks divine. Her short blonde hair glows like a halo in the morning light. Her large breasts lie in soft, inviting mounds.

You pull back the sheets and find her legs spread apart, her exposed pussy waiting for the wake-up call she requested. You crawl into bed between her legs and lick her inner thighs gently. It’s important to work your way inward slowly, waking the super strong woman up too suddenly might be dangerous.

Your tongue works its way up to her outer lips. You trace around them lightly, then work your way inside. Just like the night before, she tastes massively better than anyone should. Her pussy gets more wet and you slurp it up greedily.

“Massage my breasts, Asslick Boy.”

Relieved that she sounds like she’s in a good mood, you reach up and grab her incredible tits. You can’t come close to fitting them in your hands, so you slide your palms all over them. Her breasts feel as good as her clit tastes, and they seem just as sensitive, too. Soon she gushes onto your face and moans delightedly through her first orgasm of the day.

Power Girl gets up and you follow her to the Kitchen. She grabs some orange juice from the fridge as you sink to your knees.

“Go ahead and make some breakfast,” she says. “We’ve got plenty of-“ She notices you on the floor. “You know what? The rule about you kneeling in my presence looks pretty stupid now that I see it. Go ahead and stand up.”

You stand and smile at her. “Thanks, Power Girl.”

“I didn’t say anything about the rule against looking at my face.”

You lower your eyes to her pussy.

“Good boy. Now get to work on breakfast. We’re going shopping afterwards.”