Amon starts going hard on Zulin. His thrusts getting harder and faster, as his hips pick up a rhythm.
Zulin looses it, her body is not being assulted by so much pleasure that her mind feels numb.
All her like, sex was just something she thought of as a duty to her husband, this is the first time she is really enjoying sex.
But it's like giving drugs to a person who has never used drug before.
She is feeling the most intense pleasure sex can give, all because Amon is the one fucking her.
Zulin has her hands wrapped tightly around Amon's neck as he has her pressed against the wall.
Her dress is rolled up, so that there is no hindrance, and with every thrust, Zulin moans with pleasure. She is putting all her lungs into them.
Her eyes are rolled over, her mouth is gaping open, and her tongue is hanging out, flailing all over the place.
Amon sees Zulin's beautiful face twist into the most depraved expression she can make and derives great pleasure from it.
