As if Amber and I had any choice on the matter of leaving. I hear the truck start. Where is he taking us? I wonder. What was going to happen this time... I feel the truck moving. I try to track out movements. I feel like he is taking us back to my place. I relax.I smell the familiar smell of my home as Pete brings me in. I hear him open the basement door and down the steps we go. I have to trust that Pete will not let me fall. I am placed on a blanket on the floor of the basement. I hear him go. It was lust and it was lust that drove us together. This wasn’t rape, it was the most animalistic, hedonistic and unrestrained sex I’d never even begun to imagine. Now I was nipping this gorgeous brute of a man, and he was nipping me, We were animals in heat and it was so beautiful. I was grasping his cock (do I even need to describe its proportions?), stroking it, and squeezing it. Taking as much of the head into my mouth as I could as he was double penetrating, ass and cunt, with those huge. They spoke to each other in Turkish and within moments I was given what I had asked for."Thank you!" I called."You're welcome," came the faint reply from the closed dressing room door.I put a nice fresh coating of lipstick on while I gazed at Dede's backside. She was on her way back to her video camera. Although she wasn't as attractive as Bella she was a close second. With her tiny figure and the way she quickly moved around I got the impression that she was a real firecracker in bed. As. “You’re very pretty, you know?” he said. “You’re disgusting!” I responded and the giggling sensation was gone. I didn’t feel amused anymore. I felt something else. Oddly appealing, but also uncomfortable, I felt a stirring inside my stomach, reaching further down between my legs. I was getting turned on!“No, I’m not!” he didn’t protest really. It was just a statement. “You don’t think I’m disgusting, you’re just jealous.”“Of what?” Now, I was really bewildered. “Jealous of you? Don’t make me.