We were on the road again. This time I started playing with her hair, moving my fingers through her neck and earlobes. After some time I moved down ke...t my hand on her thigh and slowly moved her frock up.Those sexy thighs were looking gorgeous. I moved my finger around and reached till the point thighs end and the pussy region starts. All this time she was controlling herself. But finally, she said, “Can’t you wait for 5 minutes? We will reach home and you can do whatever you want.”I said,. Judy said, “you should have seen the sissy cocksucker taking a 10 inch black cock.” Susan gasped and said, “did you really have him do that.” Judy said, “he’ll do whatever I want as long as I jerk him off every couple of weeks and tell him about all the fun I am having.” Susan said, “I need my husband to be like that, will he really do anything?” Judy said, “anything, why do you have something in mind?” They stopped playing with me and started whispering. I heard movement that sounded like. Let’s just say I like your...” his eyes raked her from head to toe, “your sense of style.” Carly stared at him with shock and indignation. Her mouth was slightly open, she waited for the right words to come but she just stared at him. Michael gave her a boyish grin, folded the $100 bill, placed it in her hand, and opened the door for her. He chuckled as she nearly ran out the door. Carly’s heart was pounding as she drove home. She read stories about weird bosses but she never expected it to. Watching her do the same ritual of coming to the alley wall, and preparing herself for another night of abuse. Watching her get into random men’s cars, and drive to the alley that she centered herself in. She would disappear from the rear window, resurfacing a matter of minutes later and exiting the car with a wad of cash in her shaking hands. She would wait till they drove away. And then she would vomit. Each night she would vomit less, and he deduced that she was being fed less. Business was.