Fuck, what the fuck is wrong with me? I can't believe myself. There I go once again, I get all heated, and I forget everything. I scoot over to get out of the car. He reaches his hand out to help me, but I ignore him, not choosing to feel his touch. I Then feel the heat from his hand touching the middle of my back. The feeling of lust begins to take over.I try to control myself as much as I can, feel my panties becoming wet. Not wanting him to know how I'm reacting to him. When we approach the hostess, she becomes nervous as her speech stutters, “Alpha, wow, it is so nice to see you. I hope you're having a pleasant evening.”“Yes, I am thank you, I have reservations.”As I watch, her put her hand on his chest, and she begins to flirt with him, taking her finger and rubbing it down his chest. As she begins to speak, “Alpha, there is no need for you to make reservations. You can come in anytime and I will find you the best table.&rdq
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