It is early morning. The sun is not yet up. I'm half-awake and I can hear my wife moving about. The hum of the hair dryer breaks up my sleepy thoughts. "Honey, wake up!" she says softly. I stretch a little and pretend not to hear her.
Then I feel her slightly wet hand rubbing along my arm. "Wake up hon," she says one more time. I then hear her laughter as I feel drops of water on my face. With my eyes still closed, I can imagine her shaking her wet blond hair on my face.
Appearing unsuccessful in awaking me, she resorts to other tactics. I then feel the sheets being slowly pulled away. Then I feel the warmth of her tongue on my left breast and the coldness of her fingers on my right breast as water droplets scatter on my face and neck.
Then her tongue traces a path to my navel while her wet hair tickles my chest. The mix of contrasting sensations forces me to open my eyes. I admire the view-- my wife is kneeling on the floor with only a push-up bra on with her head between my legs. Her hair is uncombed and she has already attached her earrings. Her tongue is now tracing the length of my already rigid cock and I am forced to close my eyes again as she engulfs my cockhead with her soft lips.
With her fingers now fondling my balls, she gives me a rapid blowjob. I cannot now pretend to be asleep with my member straining for release. Sensing that I am about to cum, she lets go of my cock and smiles at me, my precum showing on the corner of her mouth.
She stands up and I notice that she has her heels on. "Good morning honey," she says as she kisses me on the mouth, leaving a trace of my precum on my lips. "Time to get up!" she purrs.
I close my eyes again and she realizes my pretense. She then sits on my chest, with her moist, reddened pussy facing me squarely on the mouth. "This will make you get up!" she says in a raised tone as she guides my head towards her pussy.
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