The car continued down the darkened road, Amy and myself released ourselves from our kinky embrace, and straightened our selves out, I helped Amy pull her panties back on which is harder than you think in the back of a dark Uber.
Soon the cab pulled up, down a grimy little back street, two concrete garages stood across from the back doors of the high street shops.
As I looked around it was the normal scruffy sort of set up, plastic wheely bins over filled and overflowing, drums of used cooking oil stood like little sentries at the back doors, signs were up saying CCTV in operation, which I very much doubted.
Suddenly a door opened, illuminating the little steps that led to the back door of the kebab shop. A short guy stood there, speaking in a foreign tongue to our driver 'Come, come,' he bekoned us 'Get in here before you seen'
Amy and myself walked towards the open door, our hands brushed, as we climbed the two little concrete steps and stepped into the kitchen of the scruffy little take away.
I was immediately hit by the smell of hot oil and spicy food.
The kitchen was in a state of disaray, pans piled up in the sink, salad items still strune across the stainless steel tables.
The driver introduced his cousin.
'Ladies, please meet my good friend and cousin, Adam, this is his business, and he has a great interest in ladies like yourselves.
Adam smiled at Amy and myself, he stood around five feet five, olive skinned, and wirey build.
'Welcome my sweets' he said to Amy and myself ' My cousin has told me about how special you two are. In my culture, we marry young, to a woman we may not love, and sex is just to give me a son and heir, not for pleasure, but because it is expected'
I looked at Adam, he was in his mid thirties, rather handsome, he wore a black shirt, black jeans, and a rather grotty apron, stained with various oils and sauces.
'My cousin Moh, who drove you here, has told me of how you behaved in his cab, showing you are a pair of British sluts, not good girls, but girls who have no morals,..... my type of girls'.
Adam slipped off the stained apron, revealing his swelling straining in his black levi's.
I felt Amy reach for my hand once more, her fingers entwined mine, I looked at her, noticing a smile playing on her lips
'Well Adam, thank you for asking us here, Like you said, girls like us have low morals, we live just for the moment, for pleasing our friends, and ourselves, and are just creatures of pleasure'.
With that Amy dropped my hand, and reached down to the hem of her skirt, slowing raising it over her stocking tops revealing her panty clad cock, a wet patch forming as her precome leaked from her swelling shaft.
'Oh My, My' muttered Adam, 'you are a true creature of desire, a wanton slut,a daughter of the great Whore, and you will be please me and my cousin '
As Adam started to unbuckle his jeans, a third guy walked into kitchen, a big strapping fellow, well over six feet,and powerfully built, sporting a full beard, again Eastern European in looks.
His muscular arms were covered in what looked like self inflicted tattoos, very amateur in appearance, possibly inked when serving in prison.
'Adam' he growled 'What are these sluts doing here?', are they here to play or to eat?'
Adam replied 'Alli, they are here to please me, and my good cousin, if you want to indulge in their sinful pleasures too, please take who you want'
Alli stared at Amy and myself, his hand seeking his groin, rubbing his cock through his tight fitting jeans 'You' he said addressing myself ' Lift your skirt, show me your secret place , show me your ass'
I glanced at Amy, who was now staring at Adam, his jeans unbucked, and pulled down to his thighs, his rather impressive cock, swollen and erect, Adam pulled his boxers shorts down releasing his stiff manhood, the circumcised purple head throbbing with desire and wanton lust.
I turned my back on Alli, bent slightly and lifed my tiger print dress, I bent over further, pulling my panties to one side, so Alli could gaze at my sphincter, and slowly slipped a finger deep into my anus. 'Oooh my dear God' muttered the well built chef, 'You are a true daughter of the great whore herself' continued Alli as he gazed at my probing finger, unbuckling his tight black jeans
'Before you taste my weapon' he ordered, 'I need to have you open wide, now Slut, I will make you gape Before I take my pleasure'.
As Alli finished adressing me, he pulled his massive circumcised tool from his jeans, the tip glistening in the neon kitchen light , the mighty olive coloured weapon growing in its magnificence as he reached down onto the stainless steel catering table, and picked up the cucumber that rested there, brandishing it, and made his way towards my willing bum hole.
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