I swear my pussy led me straight to Dimitri. I almost wish I was wearing panties to soak up my wetness that day, instead my black leggings caught my pure arousal. We met in a packed hotel, both on a time crunch we couldn’t escape, so I slipped him my key and room number. Now it was up to fate. Will I get to see exactly what he’s packing before we both fly back home or will he be left making me scream in my wet dreams?