Your morning slave

It’s a morning like any other else, we wake up and he’s getting ready to go to work, I’ll stay at home. There is no breakfast for me, while in the kitchen table there’s coffee and some bread I baked, warm, ready for him. He likes to have breakfast while standing in the kitchen, he orders me to go on my knees and place me between the table and his legs, grabs his coffee and drinks it, he opens his trousers, and puts his dick in my mouth, he pushes his hips against me a bit hard, the back of my head is touching the table, there is almost no space to breathe. He keeps having his breakfast while he gives me that special one to me...