Chapter 621: The Columbian Girl is Mouth Watering

"Yeah, let’s buy a pregnancy test kit," I said as we both turned and walked toward the small medical store we had just passed.

Inside, I quickly found a reliable pregnancy test, paid for it, and handed the sealed packet to Brittany as we stepped back out onto the street. We continued walking toward Gloria’s house. It wasn’t far at all, only about a five-minute walk from our building.

"Here we are," Brittany said as we finally stopped in front of the house.

It was a proper house, not an apartment building. There was a neat front lawn and a garage on the side. From the look of the place, Gloria’s family was clearly well-off.

The house had a clean, comfortable appearance that stood out compared to the denser apartment complex we had just left.

We walked up the short path to the main door. Brittany reached out and rang the doorbell.

After a short moment, the door opened.

It was Gloria.

She stared at us for a few long seconds, completely frozen the moment her eyes landed on me standing on her doorstep. The surprise on her face was obvious.

Gloria was wearing soft pink dolphin shorts that rode high up her thick thighs and barely covered the bottom of her juicy ass. On top, she had on a thin white vest that did almost nothing to hide the shape of her full, soft breasts or the stiff outline of her nipples.

The fabric was short enough to show her smooth navel and a strip of her tanned stomach. Her entire body looked smoking hot, that rich Colombian tan, those wide juicy hips, and the soft curves I still remembered clearly from the train.

I remembered everything from that day. How I had taken Gloria’s virginity on the train to the beach house. How her tight, inexperienced body had trembled under me. And from the way she was staring at me now, it was obvious she remembered every second of it too.

"Hey, babe," Brittany called out to her friend when Gloria still didn’t show any sign of movement or greeting.

Gloria finally blinked and seemed to come back to herself.

"Hey, Brit..." she replied softly as she tucked a strand of her curly hair behind her ear. She looked nervous and deliberately avoided making eye contact with me.

I let my eyes travel openly over her body before speaking.

"Hey, Gloria," I said casually.

"Hey, Alex... I didn’t know you were coming," Gloria answered, clearly surprised that I had shown up at her house with her best friend.

She was acting strange, and both Brittany and I already knew why. Gloria had been feeling sick and vomiting lately. She had told Brittany everything about the symptoms. Considering that Brittany’s own mother, Tiffany, had gone through the exact same thing recently after I bred her, Brittany had immediately put the idea in Gloria’s head that she might be pregnant.

And if she was, there was only one possible father, me. Especially after all the filthy things we had done together on that train ride to the beach house.

"Yeah, Brittany told me you’ve been feeling sick," I said as we stood near the doorway.

Gloria’s eyes flicked away from mine. She still couldn’t hold eye contact for long.

"Yeah... I mean, I don’t know if it’s anything serious," she replied softly, her voice uncertain.

Brittany didn’t wait for a longer conversation. She was already stepping past Gloria into the house like it was completely natural for her.

"Let’s not just stand outside. I’m thirsty, Gloria," Brittany said casually as she walked inside her friend’s home.

Gloria finally looked at me and managed a small, nervous smile.

"Come in, Alex," she said, stepping aside to let me enter.

Brittany led the way deeper into the house while Gloria and I walked behind her. For a brief moment our arms brushed against each other in the narrow entryway. Even that small contact sent a clear spark of tension between us.

"How are you, Gloria?" I asked, keeping my voice low as I walked close beside her.

"I’m good, Alex... How are you?" she asked back, still sounding a little tense.

There was so much sexual tension hanging in the air between us that it was almost physical. My cock clearly loved the feeling of having this thick, Colombian beauty walking so close to me again.

Every soft movement of her body under that thin white vest and those short pink dolphin shorts reminded me of how she had felt on the train.

I was here to check whether she was pregnant... but no matter what that pregnancy test kit eventually showed, I already knew I wasn’t leaving without making sure she would be carrying my child if she wasn’t already.

As we continued walking, I casually slipped an arm around Gloria’s soft shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze. The touch was light, but firm enough to let her know exactly how much I had missed the warmth of her body.

"You didn’t come by recently?" I asked, keeping my arm around her.

Gloria shivered slightly at my touch. A small, breathy sound escaped her before she answered.

"I couldn’t get the time, Alex... ahh..." she said, her voice softening as my hand stayed on her shoulder.

We walked through a short hall, then turned into a longer hallway that led toward the stairs. Brittany was still a few steps ahead of us, completely at ease in the house, while Gloria remained close against my side.

My arm stayed draped over her shoulder the entire time, my fingers occasionally brushing the soft skin near the strap of her vest.

The quiet of the house only made the tension between us thicker. Every small glance Gloria gave me, every subtle shift of her thick hips as she walked, only reminded me of how thoroughly I intended to claim her again before the day was over.

"Gloria’s room is upstairs. Alex, you go and wait for us. We’ll come with drinks and snacks," Brittany said as she gently pulled her friend away from my arm.