Chapter 338

“Goooood morning, baby,” Gemma whispered in your ear.

You groaned and rolled towards her, and she laughed softly as you got your arm around her and pulled her into a hug. The weird part, as you woke up, was that she wasn’t under the covers and she wasn’t naked. Blearily opening your eyes, you found her lips and kissed her softly.

“What time is it?” you asked.

“Almost nine,” she said.

“We don’t need to be out of here until noon,” you mumbled accusatorily.

“But we need to clean, and pack, and we want to take one last walk,” Gemma said. “Now, Sabrina is finishing up frying the last of the bacon downstairs, and she’s trying this thing where she dips it in pancake batter and cooks that.”

“ ... OK, that sounds amazing,” you grunted.

Gemma pulled the covers off of you, exposing your nakedness, and sighed happily to herself as she looked at you. That made you roll your eyes and reach for her again, pulling her down onto the bed and she started giggling as you got up under the baggy T-shirt she was wearing - your T-shirt, which she had wanted you to throw out during the ‘sort through John’s wardrobe’ era at the start of your relationship. With your head fully under her shirt, you managed to get your lips on her tits, burying your face between them and groaning as she kept laughing.

She ended up needing to pull the shirt off to get you off of her, pushing you back to the bed. “Bacon and pancakes,” she reminded you.

That got you up, and you got on a pair of boxers before following her out of the bedroom and down to the kitchen while she put the shirt back on.

Kissing Sabrina good morning as well, you ended up sitting at the kitchen table across from your two girlfriends as the three of you tried and loved Sabrina’s Tiktok recipe hack.

As you ate your eyes kept drifting from your girlfriend’s faces to their chests. Gemma’s nipples were poking the front of her shirt, and Sabrina was only wearing her bathrobe and her cleavage was almost in full view but not quite.

“Well, at least we didn’t break him yesterday,” Gemma chuckled.

“Sorry,” you said, looking back up to their smiling faces.

“For what?” Sabrina asked and pulled the robe from her shoulders to bare her chest for you. “These tits are all yours, baby.”

“True,” Gemma smiled and pulled her shirt up to show off her breasts as well.

“And I’ll never, ever, ever get tired of them,” you said with a grin. Then you picked up the syrup bottle, dabbed a bead of it onto your finger, and reached over and rubbed it on Gemma’s nipple. “Oops.”

“I’ll get it,” Sabrina grinned, and Gemma rolled her eyes as Sabrina sucked on her nipple to get the sugary substance. Once she was done Gemma lowered her shirt. “If I let you two continue that, soon I’d be on my back on the floor and covered in syrup.”

“And what, my love, would be wrong with that?” Sabrina asked, leaning over to nuzzle into Gemma’s neck and kiss her softly.

“Nothing, if we weren’t on a time limit,” Gemma said as she leaned into the kiss for a moment and then pulled away. “Come on, you horny devils. We need to clean up.”

Since Sabrina had cooked breakfast, you and Gemma took charge of cleaning up while your brunette girlfriend headed upstairs to get dressed and make herself up for the day. You were only really driving home so you didn’t feel like she needed to even put on makeup, but you had already learned not to say things like that to either of them. Especially together. Compliments like ‘You don’t need it’ fell on deaf ears.