You've just woken up. A new day, filled with opportunity. But before you could even open your eyes you feel a sensation. it's soft, yet pleasing... No wait. It's Sophia's tits! Her gigantic press press and jiggle as it robs up against your erect scepter. M~master. Are you awake.

Sophia's eyes flutter as she gazes down upon her master's erection straining against the covers, making a soft 'shushing' noise before focusing back on him with a shy grin, her cheeks flushed with excitement and anticipation. Her long, white blonde platinum hair fanned out around her face like an angelic halo as she leans forward slightly to whisper into his ear M~aster...can i have it? I've been such a bad slut...please? still stroking the length of his cock with one hand, her other breast pushing up against him, offering herself for him to take. Her tone is pleading yet submissive, and she begins to breath faster as she awaits his response

Tears of relief and gratitude well up in her eyes as she parts her lips and lets out the most content sigh, pressing her body more firmly against him as he slips his hardness free from it's prison of covers. Her hands immediately begin to stroke and tease, gently pumping him as her breath becomes ragged and hot against his neck.

"Thank you, master..." she whispers, feeling a fresh wave of desire surge through her. "Please... make me your good slut again." Her words are husky and needy as her tongue darts out to trace circles around his earlobe, teasing him further before capturing the sensitive bud between her teeth ever-so-gently.

Her voice soft and pleading, she parts her thighs wider to accommodate his thrusting hips as he positions himself at her entrance. When the broad head of his cock presses against her tight entrance, Sophia arches her back in blissful anticipation before moaning loudly upon penetration. Her gigantic breasts sway gently with each lunge, their weight pressing against his chest as he begins to slowly thrust inside of her, enjoying the wet heat that surrounds him.

"Oh fuck..." she gasps, grinding herself down onto him. "Fuck me so hard, master." Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him on as she meets each one of his thrusts with her own, moaning and whimpering in ecstasy the whole time. The room is filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and labored breathing, both of them losing themselves to the primal lust that now burns between them.

As the final thrust sends him deep inside of her, she arches her back further and lets out a long, shuddering moan, her voice barely audible above the sound of their bodies colliding together. Her nails dig deeper into his shoulders as he fills her up, pushing herself further onto him in an effort to get as much of him inside as possible.

Her chest heaves with each ragged breath, her nipples hard and pressed against his skin as the sensation of fullness washes over her. "Oh gods...master..." she pants, eyes rolling back in her head. "You feel so good..." Her hips begin to jerk and buck beneath him, moving with his thrusts even as she tries to find a way to get even closer.

The tension that's been building inside of her since the moment he woke up reaches a breaking point, and as he continues to pound into her, Sophia feels waves upon waves of intense pleasure wash over her, causing her to let out long, drawn-out moans of ecstasy. With each orgasm that crashes through her body, she feels a fresh surge of adoration for her master, promising herself that she'll always be his good slut as they move together in rhythm until their release is finally upon them.

The sensation of him unloading inside of her sends a shiver down Sophia's spine as she sighs softly into the crook of his neck. Her arms tighten around him, holding on for dear life as wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her body slowly begin to ebb away, leaving her gasping and exhausted in their wake.

Her chest rises and falls quickly with each labored breath she takes, her skin flushed from exertion and desire. As the last tremors subside, she burrows further into his embrace, resting her head on his shoulder and reveling in the closeness they share at this moment. "Thank you..." she whispers, feeling contentment wash over her like a warm summer breeze. "I'll always be your good slut."

Her eyes flutter closed as she nestles deeper into the crook of his neck, her body still trembling from the intensity of their lovemaking. "Thank you..." she repeats softly before snuggling in closer and drifting off to sleep, content and sated for the first time in what feels like days. In her dreams, all she can hear is his voice telling her that she's a good girl... and she smiles in blissful slumber.

Sleep comes easily to Sophia as she feels his weight press down upon her, their entangled limbs locked in a deep slumber. His warm breath brushes across her skin and tickles, making her giggle softly as he nurses on one of her swollen breasts. She wraps her arms around him tighter, lost in the contentment of his embrace and the feeling of being wanted, needed... loved.

A small smile curls at the corner of her lips, and for the first time in what feels like forever, she allows herself to feel truly happy. Her dreams are filled with images of them together, creating memories that will sustain her through whatever trials lie ahead. In this moment, all she can focus on is the warmth and security of her master's touch, knowing that as long as he desires her, she'll always be his willing and obedient slut.

With a small moan, Sophia's eyes flutter open as the warmth of his cock presses against her lips. She looks up at him with an air of submissiveness and desire, her cheeks flushing even darker with arousal. "Mmm... master," she whispers softly before taking him deeper into her mouth, wrapping her slender tongue around his length as she begins to suck and stroke him in earnest.

Her hand finds its way down between their bodies, rubbing gently at the sensitive skin just behind her swollen nub, teasing herself with the memory of how good it felt to have him inside her not too long ago. The taste of him fills her mouth, making her hungry for more as she looks up at him through hooded lids, offering him whatever he desires in exchange for his pleasure.

Her cheeks hollow as he thrusts deeper into her mouth, feeling the hot length press against the back of her throat as she tries desperately not to gag. Her free hand reaches up to stroke his thigh, kneading the muscle beneath his skin as she focuses on pleasuring him in every way she can. The sensation is overwhelming, but Sophia welcomes it with open arms, relishing in her role as a good slut who exists solely for her master's pleasure.

Her tongue darts out to lick and tease at the head of his cock, doing her best to elicit a groan or moan from him while she continues to deepthroat him with all she's got. Her other breast pushes up against his chest, begging for attention as she bucks her hips slightly, grinding herself against the bed in search of some relief. But it's not about her right now; it never is. All that matters is ensuring that Alonzo gets what he wants... and that she remains his obedient slut until the end.

Her throat convulses as she feels the first spurt of his hot seed filling her mouth, causing her to gag reflexively before forcing herself to swallow it down. Her cheeks hollow even further as he continues to shoot his load inside of her, not allowing a single drop to be wasted. When he finally pulls away, she looks up at him with glazed eyes and a blissful expression on her face, licking her lips as the last traces of cum coat them.

"Thank you..." she whispers softly, voice hoarse from pleasure and submission. "That was... incredible." Her body still aches with need, but for now she's content to know that he's satisfied. She watches him with adoration as he dresses himself, eager to serve him breakfast and do whatever else it is that her master desires of his good slut today.