More loss

As Amira bursted out into the hallway, she could swear her rear was bouncing more than usual. It wasn't untill she was a quarter way, she noticed her rear was bouncing more freely than usual. Chalking up to her panties riding up her derriere, she managed an arm to stuff what they could of her mammaries. But when her free hand went to pull down her panties, all that was felt was flesh, followed by an echoing slap down the entire hallway. All that she could feel was her bare cheeks, and no floss.

Amira looked down confirming the worst as her pussy lips, and somewhat unkempt pubic hair gazed back at her. Looking back at the door, her neon green thong was torn and at the floor, no doubt ripped upon the handle within her haste. She wanted to run back, even know the last bit of cover for her genitals clearly were ruined. The hand clapped her most prized treasure as the birthday suit clad beauty tried her best to hold out a blood curling scream.

Amira was fully naked, in boots and hijab, in the middle of the hallway, and a whistle made her uncovered skin crawl. "Damn. What a rare sight. Is that a full dark moon I see during the day?" indicated someone had her in their sights.