Alexa had turned around while she'd been asleep, waking to find her head against my chest. Cindy hadn't moved, feeling her cock pressing into my back. She sensed I was awake as she started to giggle. "Don't worry, not going to fuck you," she whispered, "Are you sore?"

"A little tender," I admitted.

"We won't be fucking you today," she assured me, "It's all about you fucking us. Tomorrow, it'll be whatever takes your fancy."

"I want you to make love to me," Alexa whispered, looking up to meet my eyes, "More than I wanted to fuck you, Mark."

"I'm thinking I'll make breakfast," Cindy said, "While you two make...