Upon packing up all your stuff you find your old game-boy. “Man...I used to play this thing for hours on end....“ Speaking to yourself. You must o...f spent hundreds of dollars on batteries for that thing. Turning it over you still have your old Pokemon game in the back. Figuring you have time before the move you decide to switch it on. “Thats weird the batteries still work but the games not coming on..” You think to yourself. Pulling the cartridge out and go to blow into the back. Holding it. “She sent these delegates in her place. This is Wendy and this is Kate. Coach Elliot.”“We all have our little entourage,” Coach said. “Welcome to Team USA.”About twelve hours later, after a four-hour layover in Panama, we landed in Santo Domingo. By the time we were out of customs, it was after one in the morning and fortunately Coach had transportation passes to hand to the cab drivers that got us all to our hotel. The concierge looked at us a little strangely when Kate, Wendy, Allie, and I. I look up, you are looking me straight in the eye through your reflection in the mirror. I feel a bit guilty for staring and although I don't have an under garment fetish, the view you have provided has aroused me to the point that it is showing."Do you like my panties, or is it the slip?" you ask."Well to be honest, it is the entire package. Your beautiful body is wrapped like a gift, the pick wrapping is so special that like a gift I am reluctant to rip into the package and ruin the. But I don’t go inside you, I don’t touch anything, actually. I hold it there beneath your pussy and wait, like waiting for raindrops. Opening your pussy with my right hand, I exhale with satisfaction. It is as I hoped. You are wet enough for this. Your wet is all over my cock now, dripping onto it as I hold it at your hole. It’s running up to your clit, it wants to make its way to your inner thighs. This. This is what I wanted. I pull away from you and run my hand all over your juices. All over.