Chapter 530

Sabrina grinned at you as you waited for Gemma to finish the last touches she’d wanted to do to her makeup back in the bathroom. You were both ready to go on your date - you in a pair of nice jeans and one of the shirts they’d picked out for you, and Sabrina in a tennis skirt and cute, flower-print top.

“What is it?” you asked her.

“You definitely had fun,” she said.

“With Nelli?”

Sabrina laughed and nodded. “She got you super wound up, right?”

“You saw how hard I was,” you rolled your eyes.

“Good, because tonight it’s just us three and I want to make it all about Gemma,” Sabrina said. “Give her your best dick game. Pound her into smithereens, and then the rest of the week we’ll make sweet, slow love to her.”

“So I’m not putting my dick in you tonight?” you asked with a smirk.

“Well, I wasn’t saying that,” Sabrina laughed. “Anyways, what did you think of Nelli?”

“She’s everything you said she was. Very sweet, very lovely. I’m sure Gemma told you, but she also really appreciated Nelli being careful of respecting our relationship.”

“I know, it was so good,” Sabrina said, then got a look on her face. “You know she hasn’t posted any boy-girl content in almost a year? She broke up with her boyfriend, who she used to film with.”

“When we were talking she mentioned that there was stuff she’d talk to us about when she’s here,” you said. “That might be part of it.”

“You haven’t watched any of her boy-girl content, right?”

You shook your head. “Just what you’ve shown me.”

“M’kay,” Sabrina said, screwing up her lips in thought for a moment. “Don’t, I think. OK? Not that Gemma or I have a problem with you watching porn, just don’t watch hers unless I ask you to. For reasons.”

“OK,” you said.

“You’re OK with it just like that?”

“Sabrina, baby,” you said, drawing her closer and hugging her loosely. “Why would I not be?”

“I dunno,” she sighed. “Sometimes I still ... Sometimes you still surprise me, that’s all. Or not me, but my weird preconceptions of dudes. You know you’re the most easy-going, forgiving guy, right?”

“I don’t feel like it,” you said. “But I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Do,” she smiled and nodded, then hugged me warmly.

“You guys ready to go?” Gemma asked, coming back from the bedroom. She was wearing a tight pair of jeans and a black bodysuit top that was sleeveless but had thick shoulders and went all the way up to her collar. A boob window showed off a tasteful amount of cleavage and she was wearing a bra so she wasn’t bouncing all over the place or showing off nipple bumps.

“Ready and willing,” you said, opening up your arms to her.

Gemma joined your hug, kissing Sabrina on the forehead and then leaning into you. “So, this is our last official date together this summer,” she said. “But I don’t want it to be a big sad moment or anything, OK? This isn’t our last date, just the last for a while. We can do our goodbye crying and stuff when I’m actually leaving.”

“Well, in that case,” Sabrina said and leaned down, planting her lips right on Gemma’s cleavage and blowing a raspberry.

You snorted hard and Gemma barked a laugh, pushing Sabrina away before reconsidering and pulling her face right back into Gemma’s cleavage, giving her a minor motor-boating.

Sabrina came up grinning. “Have I mentioned that I love you and your big boobies?”

“Once or twice, love,” Gemma laughed, then grabbed both of your hands. “Come on, let’s get going before we don’t even make it out the door.”