So I’m finally home. We wake up late on a Saturday after a long morning of laying in bed cuddling. We go downstairs and I start laundry while you start breakfast. You’re fixing the bacon when I come in. I come to you, kiss you long and sweet and drop to my knees. I pull your dick out of your sweatpants and roll it in my hands. I look at it and kiss on it for a minute and then I start sucking it. I suck it very sloppily and use my hand as well as my mouth. My other hand is fondling your balls, gently squeezing them and massaging them. I pull you out of my mouth, lick down your shaft to your balls and pop each one of them in my mouth in turn. Switching back and forth one to the other all while still giving you a handjob. By this point you’ve got a handful of my hair in one hand and you’re cooking the bacon with the other. Then like I do, I put your dick away and stand up and smile at you, knowing I’ve made you want more. You kiss me and hand me the fork and disappear upstairs. I flip the bacon. When you come back you’ve got my wevibe toy and your phone. You lovingly grab me by the nape of my neck and kiss me as you turn me around and then bend me over the counter. You run your hand down my back from my neck to the waistband of my joggers and you pull them off over my hips exposing my milky white ass. You take my joggers all the way off and move your hand to the front of my pussy. I’m a little wet, but not enough for you. You run two fingers over my clit and down to my cervix and insert them inside of me. There’s the wetness you were looking for. You finger me for a minute just until my pussy is a little more wet and relaxed, and then you push the toy deep into me and tuck the tail between my pussy lips onto my clit. I moan just a little bit as it goes in. You turn it on with your phone and my cervix is filled with the strong vibrations that always cause my pussy to drip. I moan again, louder this time. You whisper in my ear “time for breakfast” and I know that I am allowed to leave my place on the counter. I serve breakfast while my vibrator works inside of me. As I sit down you ask me what I’m doing… “eating breakfast?” I reply. You say “I’ve got something else for you for breakfast.” You scoot your chair out and motion for me to get under the table. I do as you instruct and you pull your dick out for me when I am situated under the table. “I’m going to eat breakfast, you’re going to eat my dick until I’m done. Then I’ll take you upstairs, fuck you, and you can wash down this dick with some baby gravy.” I blush as I look up at you through my eyelashes “yes, love” is my only reply, and then I set to work on your dick. It’s kind of sticky from the previous blowjob and it smells like pheromones and tastes like sweat. Having you in my makes my pussy throb along with the pattern my vibrator is humming. You eat your breakfast slowly as I engage in my task under the table of sucking you until you’re satisfied. You instruct me occasionally to suck harder, go slower, use my hand etc. Meanwhile my pussy is dripping on the floor, leaving a small puddle of sticky deliciousness that will excite you further when you see it. I am happy under the table sucking your dick. I know it makes you happy and when you are happy with me I am happy with me as well.