...and enjoy Sunday with the girls

After the eventful Saturday, Sunday was our designated day to spend together. The girls had retreated to their own beds last night, as we were all quite exhausted from the activities of the day. As the soft morning light filtered into the room, I found myself stirring from sleep, a strange but pleasant warmth enveloping my lower half.

Still half-asleep, I groggily opened my eyes and glanced down my body. There, nestled comfortably between my legs, was Anna. Her dark hair cascaded over my thighs like a silken curtain, and her eyes were closed in concentration as she sucked my cock like a lollipop. The sight of her delicate lips wrapped around me, her tongue flicking expertly over the head, sent a surge of pleasure through my body, instantly waking me up.

"Anna?" I murmured, my voice thick with sleep. "What are you doing?"

She looked up at me with a mischievous smile, her eyes twinkling with playful excitement. "Good morning, John," she purred, her voice soft and sultry. "I just had this overwhelming urge to wake you up with a blowjob. I hope you don't mind."

"Mind?" I echoed, still groggy but rapidly becoming more aware. "How could I mind this?"

She giggled and returned her attention to my cock, her lips sliding up and down my shaft with practiced ease. "I thought you'd enjoy it," she said between licks, her breath warm against my skin. "I love the way you taste in the morning."

Her words sent a thrill through me, and I couldn't help but let out a low moan as she took me deeper into her mouth. "God, Anna, you're incredible," I groaned, my fingers tangling in her hair, guiding her gently as she worked.

She hummed in response, the vibrations adding another layer of sensation to her already skilled ministrations. "Mmm, I love it when you say my name like that," she whispered, pulling back for a moment to catch her breath. Her lips, slick with saliva, shone in the morning light as she gazed up at me with a look of pure desire. "Tell me how good it feels. Tell me how much you love it."

"It feels amazing," I said, my voice rough with pleasure. "You're so fucking good at this. I love waking up to you like this."

Her eyes sparkled with satisfaction, and she took me back into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head before sliding down my length again. She deepened her rhythm, her lips creating a tight seal around my cock, while her hands joined in, one stroking the base of my shaft and the other gently cupping my balls. She massaged them with delicate precision, her fingers tracing the sensitive skin with a light, teasing touch that sent jolts of pleasure through my body.

"You're such a dirty girl," I murmured, my voice thick with lust. "Look at you, waking me up like this. You love having my cock in your mouth, don't you?"

She moaned in response, her eyes fluttering closed as she lost herself in the act. The sound sent a shiver down my spine, and I could feel the pressure building inside me. "Anna," I groaned, my grip tightening in her hair, "I'm so close."

She responded by increasing her pace, her mouth moving faster, taking me deeper with each bob of her head. Her throat relaxed, allowing me to slide further into her warm, wet mouth. Her hands worked in perfect rhythm, stroking and massaging with skillful precision, her fingers grazing the sensitive underside of my shaft with every stroke. I could feel my balls tightening, the climax building rapidly, a wave of intense pleasure ready to crash over me.

"I'm gonna cum," I warned, my voice strained as I fought to hold back for just a moment longer.

Her eyes met mine, filled with lust and determination. She didn't slow down; instead, she took me even deeper, her throat tightening around me as she prepared to swallow every drop. The sight of her, so eager and devoted, pushed me over the edge.

With a final thrust, I came hard, my body shuddering with the **** of the orgasm. I held her head in place as I released into her mouth, and she eagerly swallowed, her throat working to take it all in. Her tongue continued to flick and swirl around me, milking every last drop of pleasure. When the waves of pleasure finally subsided, she pulled back, a satisfied smile on her face, a few drops of cum still glistening on her lips.

"Good morning, John," she said again, her voice filled with contentment and a hint of pride. "How did you like your wake-up call?"

"Good morning indeed," I replied, still catching my breath. "That was incredible."

She crawled up to lie beside me, her body warm and soft against mine, her breasts pressing gently into my side. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she murmured, resting her head on my chest, her breath still slightly ragged from her exertions.

"I always do," I replied, wrapping an arm around her, feeling the smoothness of her back under my hand. I let my fingers trace her spine, enjoying the way her body responded to my touch. "You're amazing, Anna."

She looked up at me, her eyes shining with affection. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice soft and filled with genuine warmth. "I love waking you up like this. It makes me feel so close to you."

"And I love being woken up like this," I said with a grin, leaning down to kiss her softly on the lips, tasting a hint of myself on her tongue.

We lay there for a while, our bodies entwined in a comfortable embrace, enjoying the quiet intimacy of the morning. The house was still, the only sounds the soft rustle of the sheets and our breathing as we basked in the afterglow of our shared pleasure. The world outside seemed far away, and for that moment, it was just the two of us, wrapped in warmth and love.