Chapter 622: Seducing The Columbian Mother

She was clearly taking charge of the situation, sending me ahead while the two of them headed toward the kitchen together.

"Okay," I replied simply, then turned and started climbing the stairs alone.

Behind me I could hear the two of them giggling softly as they walked toward the kitchen. The sound of their quiet laughter followed me up the steps.

Both of them looked like tasty snacks themselves in those tight, revealing clothes.

The thought of the two of them together only made my cock stir again.

I reached the top of the stairs and found the closest door that clearly belonged to Gloria’s room. When I pushed it open, I was met with a soft, fully girly atmosphere. The walls were painted a gentle pink, and the whole space felt feminine and youthful.

There were soft plushies arranged neatly on a shelf, cute decorations scattered around, and a comfortable-looking bed placed right in the middle of the room. The air still carried a faint, sweet scent that reminded me of Gloria herself.

I walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. After a moment I tested its strength by bouncing lightly a couple of times, checking how sturdy it felt.

I couldn’t help wondering whether this bed would be able to handle both Gloria and Brittany jumping and riding on my cock at the same time. The thought made a dark smile tug at my lips.

I leaned back slightly and waited for them to come upstairs. Minutes passed, but there was still no sign of either girl.

They were clearly busy with their little girly talk and had temporarily forgotten about me waiting in the room.

After a little while, someone finally entered the room.

It wasn’t Gloria or Brittany.

A woman stepped inside wearing nothing but a bra and panties. She was already speaking as she walked in.

"Gloria, baby, you—"

She froze the moment her eyes landed on me sitting on Gloria’s bed.

It was clearly Gloria’s mother. She had the same warm caramel skin and the same soft facial features as her daughter, but her body was on a completely different level.

She was thick as hell, almost two or even three times as full as Gloria. Her breasts were truly enormous, heavy and soft-looking, straining against the bra so much that it seemed like the thin fabric might give out at any moment. Her wide hips and juicy ass filled out her panties perfectly, every curve soft and inviting.

She stared at me in surprise for a second before speaking.

"Who are you?" the woman asked, her voice cautious. "Are you Gloria’s boyfriend?"

I stayed seated on the edge of the bed and answered calmly.

"I’m Alex. I came here with Brittany. We’re all friends."

It didn’t sound strange. We were all around the same age, I was only a year older than Brittany, so the explanation made sense on the surface.

The woman relaxed slightly and gave a small nod.

"Oh... I’m Gabriella, Gloria’s mother," she introduced herself.

"Nice to meet you," I replied.

Even as I spoke the polite words, I could barely focus on anything other than her thick, juicy body standing only a few steps away from me.

The bra and panties left almost nothing to the imagination. Her heavy breasts rose and fell with each breath, the deep cleavage on full display, while her wide hips and soft thighs drew my eyes lower. I couldn’t help wondering why she was casually walking around the house in just her underwear.

Gabriella seemed to notice the way my gaze lingered on her body. She shifted her weight slightly, which only made her massive breasts move under the tight bra. A faint awkwardness hung in the air between us as she remained standing near the door.

"Would you mind checking under the pillow? Gloria is so careless. She just stuffs her dirty clothes under the sheets and pillows," Gabriella said as she stood near the bed. "I’m doing the laundry, so I wanted to make sure nothing is left behind."

I reached under the pillow and immediately felt something soft. When I pulled my hand back, I was holding a small white panty, clearly Gloria’s.

We both froze for a second as I looked down at the delicate piece of fabric in my hand.

"Yeah... she’s really like that," I said.

I slowly picked up Gloria’s dirty panty fully and held it out toward her mother. Gabriella’s cheeks turned a visible shade of red the moment she saw me holding her daughter’s intimate clothing. The embarrassment on her face was clear, but she still reached out and took it from my hand.

"Thanks... and I’ll check under the bed too," Gabriella said.

Without waiting, she lowered herself onto her knees right beside my leg and began looking under the bed for any other forgotten clothes. The position put her thick body on full display right next to me.

From where I sat on the edge of the bed, I had a perfect view of her ass. The soft, heavy cheeks filled out her panties completely, the thin fabric stretching across the wide, juicy shape.

Every small movement she made as she searched under the bed caused her thick ass to shift and jiggle slightly. My mouth almost watered at the sight. She was thick as fuck, far thicker than I had even realized when she first walked into the room.

I didn’t fully register what I was doing. My hand started moving on its own, almost hypnotized by the soft, inviting curve of her ass just inches away from me. I wanted nothing more than to reach out, grab one of those heavy cheeks, and give it a firm squeeze.

The urge was so strong it felt automatic.

"Nothing here," Gabriella said as she finished searching under the bed, just before I could grab her thick ass.

I quickly pulled my hand back.

Gabriella stood up, her heavy assets jiggling softly with the movement. She walked over to the shelf that held several plushies and started checking them one by one, looking for any that might need cleaning.

The shelf was a little taller than her, so she had to rise onto her toes, stretching her body upward. The position made her thick curves shift and press against the thin fabric of her bra and panties.

"Let me help you," I said as I moved closer.

I stepped in right behind her and slowly pressed myself against her warm, soft body, acting as if I was simply helping her look for dirty plushies on the higher shelf. My chest brushed against her back, and my lower body settled firmly against her thick ass.

The moment I pressed into her, Gabriella tensed slightly. She clearly realized something was poking against her. She glanced down between our bodies, saw the obvious bulge pressing into her, then slowly looked back over her shoulder at me with a mix of surprise and awareness in her eyes.