Thai Woman Experiences Wardrobe Malfunction In Traditional Wrap Skirt

He pulled back and began to slam into me faster than I could keep up with. I swear everywhere he touched me was going to leave bruises, but I only wanted him to hold me even harder. His other hand was pressed against the wall next to my head. Usually, I would just wear my backpack in. I threw my head back and held back a scream. We both still had underwear on, but it was such bliss. Every ounce of strength I had was being wasted on holding back the moans. I made sure not to stop by too often… Sometimes I would pop in just to ask him some random question I didn’t necessarily care about. I froze. He slowly ground himself against me, the full contact driving me insane. I was grinning from ear to ear, and he chuckled. My legs were giving out.