John, on the other hand, had carefully balanced himself right on the edge of propriety, and they attracted some disapproving looks from the wait-staff...as they made their way to her favorite table in the back. No-one said anything, though. Money talks, but she had the kind of money they can buy silence. It had been different a year ago, the first time, when she’d invited poor John (who had not yet even been aware of the edge of propriety) out for dinner. They’d been turned away at the door and. .and i wrote such a long reply that it felt better to cut it short in there and made a full post in here.i've been there and it's such an amazing experience.it's the greatest gift women can give to betas like us..as i said in the reply comment.the shivers of lust and self realisation while we kiss their pussies only to find the juice of an alpha man inside them it's a gift that shocks us and that,no matter what, bind us to our real self of cuckolds forever!the exact moment you taste or see an. As he was entering, I moved in such a way to ensure his elbow brushed my boobs. I was sure he felt the vibes.I walked inside while he stood near the hall entrance. I walked to the TV cabinet and checked a few drawers, making sure I took all the time checking the lower shelves and raising my ass.The way I was standing, my boobs were hanging and the top also dropped a little giving a clear view to Rakesh who was standing at the door and observing me.I stood like this bent over with the t-shirt. Mindy, you will soon find that you go so deep ... that there is no need to think ... or remember ... simply obey ... drift ... relax ... submit ... and obey..."Mindy did feel herself fall further into the trance. She was so deep that there was no need to listen to what Mistress said to her – her words would enter her mind and she would obey – she didn't need to be aware of it happening. She simply drifted on the cloud of her arousal, letting the thought of being a spectacle for the other.