Chapter 275

“Good morning, baby,” Sabrina hummed happily as she felt you slowly waking up.

“Morning, baby,” you grunted in reply, slowly waking up.

“Good morning, love,” Gemma said from next to you.

“Morning, love,” you said, peeling your eyes open. Sabrina was laying sort of perpendicular to you, her head pillowed on your stomach, while Gemma was cuddled against you but laying a little higher so her head was above yours and her boobs were an inch from the side of your face and her arm was lying down your shoulder to your chest. After the long session together the night before, the three of you had collapsed into sleep without even pulling the sheets down the bed.

“What time is it?” Sabrina asked.

Gemma shifted, looking over at the clock on the bedside table, and you couldn’t be sure if she did it on purpose but it pushed her boob right into your face. “Almost nine,” she said, then grunted a little. “Careful, love. My nipples are still feeling a little tender.”

That made you smile and you gently massaged her nipple with your lips. After the two of you had put Sabrina through her paces, you and Sabrina had turned your attention on Gemma and Sabrina had gotten a little rough with the bustier woman’s tits. Gemma had loved it in the moment, but just like every time, the morning after she tended to feel it a bit.

“We need to go hit a grocery store,” Sabrina sighed. “If everyone gets here on time we want brunch on the table a little before noon.”

“OK,” you groaned, letting Gemma’s boob fall from your lips.

None of you moved.

“Well, this is going well,” Gemma chuckled.

“I know what will work,” you said.

“What’s that?” Sabrina asked.

“First one in the shower gets to blow me,” you said.

Neither of them moved after a long moment.

“You really thought that would work, huh?” Gemma asked with a grin and a shake of her head.

“We love your cock and cum, we’re not addicted to it,” Sabrina said.

Gemma tutted. “Who would have thought our boyfriend would be such a misogynist.”

“I know, right?” Sabrina said as she sat up and started moving to the edge of the bed.

“You bitch,” Gemma laughed, lurching up and trying to get off the bed faster than Sabrina did, but the smaller girl had a head start and made it across the room and into the bathroom first. “Damn it!” Gemma laughed.

Finding a grocery store wasn’t a big deal, but deciding what to make was because once you got there you realized that you hadn’t actually checked out what was available to use in the kitchen of the Air B&B. Was there a waffle iron? What about a juicer for fresh juice? A blender?

You had at least remembered to pick up the trail of clothes from the night before.

In the end, you had to assume there were at least basic cooking necessities like frying pans, tongs and a spatula, so you decided on a spread of bacon and sausage, eggs, and pancakes. You also picked up a pack of ‘Can’t believe it’s not Meat!’ fake sausage patties for Corey and Victoria, who were vegetarian but thankfully not vegan.