‘You are such a slut. Look at you, everybody is looking at you and you become so excited. You cheap slut may actually earn me some money. Now, move ...our right middle finger onto your sissy clit. You can only masturbate by rubbing yoruself with this finger. If you cannot cum, you cannot cum tonight again. Now, do it.’ she said. Being horny for a evening, I rub on my sissy clit without saying anything. I randomly move my hips as I try to cum with this one finger. ‘Ummmmmm…’ I moaned as I found. ” It seemed like every word he spoke engraved itself in my mind and I was so excited and curious about what would happen after work that the hour practically flew by. I busied myself with cleaning and stocking and tried to fight the urge to go to the bathroom and test the dexterity of my fingers for the second time in one evening. I wondered if too much masturbating was unhealthy. I shrugged, even ugly women had needs and skilled fingers were skilled fingers even if they did happen to be on. But she had other plans. She asked me to give her sensual massage.She asked me to remove her t-shirt and she removed my shirt. She was wearing a pink bra. I can’t describe how I felt looking at that cleavage. I started massaging her back and forced her to moan. Then I massaged her thighs. Now it was time for the front portion to get massaged. I slowly massaged her neck, her shoulder and then around her belly. I massaged around her pussy but didn’t touch them as it was covered. Now the only part. I probably could have taken the driver. He was an over-weight white guy I would guess to be in his 40's, which seemed ancient at the time. His partner on the other hand was a large black man with arms as big as my thighs. He was probably in his 30's.Once again, I looked over at them both. Whether she agreed to do it or not, I am sure they found it all amusing. When I looked back to Lisa, she was clearly waiting for me to decide. Not sure what to do, I just said what I was thinking, "I guess.