I started to imagine myself riding Dick like a pony. Like a baloney pony, thrusting up and down. I could feel my pussy, no not my pussy. A pussy is a ...ice pretty small thing. What I had now was a hole, a wet fuck hole waiting to be filled. I could see Dick’s cock though his pants. He planted a wet juicy tongue kiss on me. He slid his hand down my stomach, between my legs and stroked the outside of my thong, rubbing my clit through the fabric. I was surprised and extremely excited. I looked over. Jake felt bad, knowing she was uncomfortable around men, but he knew she would need to get over that quickly."Jake, these two want to be my concubines. This is Amy and Brandi. They are both hiding from abusive husbands and are a little leery of men right now. However, I need to know that they are serious about becoming concubines. Take them over to the desk and give them both a short test drive. I don't care what hole you use, your choice. If they refuse you anything, they're out and they know. That’s why I want you to fuck someone for me.”I didn’t think I’d misheard but I figured it was just Roleplaying. Years ago we’d talked about swinging but never found the right couple or third—the fantasy of it had remained though and we had on occasion pretended to be other people so I answered easily. “Who?”Andrea stopped thrusting and contracted her kegels grasping my penis for emphasis. “A girlfriend, You remember Mindy” Without shifting her hips she relaxed and contracted those same muscles. So much so, that an hour later, we did the same again before finally getting off to sleep. We were all up early next morning and after our breakfast, the other two cleaned up the flat and packed what little food we had left to take with us. Plus our clothes and other stuff we had collected over our stay and soon piled into a taxi and went off to our new apartment. As I have already said, this was in a complex in Chelsea, and it was of six stories and had two lifts. Each floor had four.