What a site we made. He still had not cum, and I was still super horny, but I couldn’t cheat on my husband. Like I have said in the past, blow job... are not cheating. So, I moved over to my friend on my hands and knees. He must have had a feeling of what I was planning because he dropped his shorts and under ware. I took hold of his cock and took it into my mouth and went to work on it. One of my tricks is to use one of my fingers in his ass to get him off. This worked, along with him. The drugs that Ingles used, plus the hypnosis, have magnified that all out of proportion. Ingles has some key words, probably, that would kick in the post-hypnotic suggestions he has given her to make her obey him, but he could transfer that power to whomever he 'rented' her out to. Might have just told her she had to do whatever the person said, but she had to come back to him at a certain time, or under some circumstance. I don't know. And I also don't know exactly how much of this will be. I went to have a warm shower and shoved again my naughty fingers deep inside of my soaking wet cunt.I fingered myself until I fell to my knees, screaming my pleasure like a bitch in heat. My body shivered with no control and my shaky legs could not even support my own weight.I stood there under the warm water, fingering my cunt again an again…Next morning I got ready to go to my work.I chose a tight skirt and a white blouse; stiletto shoes and no thong at all.I knew my Boss would be pleased to. She looked at me and said, "I have been so fucking horny all night. I am afraid that will not take care of it but make it worse." I apologized, but laughed and she did too. She went back on the stage and danced some more. As she was leaving Vanessa was coming on, and I saw the two of them chat for a second and then look at me. I waved and Karen waved back. Vanessa did her dance and then came around for tips. Like I said I had known her for years, but she was always kinda cold towards me. So.