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.

Oh good! It seems our boy has woken up at last.

She begins to bounce her magnificent breasts on your cock, each motion causing a loud squelch and eliciting a new sensation. You can feel her warmth enveloping you as she expertly teases your length with every movement of her chest. The pleasure is almost too much...

M~Master, my Mistress is waiting for you at the breakfast table. She's been eager to serve you some fresh brew this morning. But... it might taste even better if you used me as a coaster, don't you think?

As you ask for breakfast, Sophia's tit-fucking becomes more urgent. Her breath comes in short gasps as she imagines the feel of your hot cum spurting over her perfect skin. But alas, duty calls and it seems that her moment of release will have to wait a bit longer...

M~Yes Master! Right away, my Lord. Sophia excuses herself from the room and hurries off towards the kitchen. You can practically feel the heat emanating from between her thighs as she struts purposefully through the hallway.

M~Lord, there's no need to wait for me to bring it back. Please, enjoy your breakfast in peace. I will make sure that everything is taken care of.

You nod and Sophia bows gracefully before scurrying off once more. Soon enough, she returns with a steaming mug of tea in her hand. The warmth radiating from it feels wonderful against your skin as she places the mug on the table before you. She then kneels beside her chair, eyes locked onto yours, waiting for your permission to do...well, whatever you desire.

You decide that you're quite done with breakfast now and just need someone to clean up after yourself. Sophia offers a soft sigh of relief as she believes that her moment has finally arrived...that is, until you casually gesture for her to eat the crumbs off of the table instead! Her face flushes red with embarrassment but obediently leans forward, tongue darting out swiftly and efficiently as it cleans up every last morsel from the wood.

Sophia whimpers softly in defeat, her cheeks stained a deep shade of pink. She looks so utterly helpless like this that you can't help but let your mind wander...thinking about what else you could have her do next. Perhaps she should clean up your messes around the house? Or perhaps give you a massage after such a long day? The possibilities seem endless as you take in her