(this directly continues from part 4)
I woke up the next morning when I heard Amy moving quietly, trying her best not to disturb me. The sun had already risen, but I decided to keep my eyes closed and pretend to be asleep. It had been a long night, and it was the weekend.
I felt Amy moving on the bed next to me, then felt my blanket being lifted from my legs up, stopping below my chest. I resisted the urge to peek, unsure if I was calling Amy’s bluff or if she genuinely thought I was sleeping. Then suddenly I felt a wet warmth enveloping my cock, which was already hard with morning wood. A moan escaped from my mouth.
“Aha!” Amy got up from where she was kneeling and loomed over me. “I knew you weren’t sleeping!”
“Ughhh. Can’t you let me sleep in, babe?” I groaned back.
“But it’s 2!” Amy replied, hitting me lightly.
Jesus Christ. It was 2?! I’d thought it was 10, 11 at latest. But I stayed still and quiet, trying to fall back asleep, until I felt Amy’s mouth on my cock again.