Since she can't give him the hard masculine body, the least she can do is offer up the pleasure of stimulating his prostate and offering a decent hardcore fucking, however he wants it. Natasha is happy to take the mantle of control the majority of the time, as long as she knows that she can give it up when she needs to. Clint does that for her. The days that she needs to let go, he lets her.
Actually, the day that he held her and nothing else was the day that she knew she wanted this for the rest of their lives, and that she'd do anything in her power to keep Clint. This is an easy thing to do for him, enjoyable in every way. She loves going down on him, and has feeling that she's going to have fun with the rest of this too. Flipping the tables can be fun.
Pulling off for a second, she flicks her tongue over the tip of his cock, letting a bit of saliva mix with his precome and lift as she looks up. "You taste amazing, baby." She smears it across her lips and then drops her head back down. Swiping her hand over his cock, she covers it in the mix of saliva and precome to get it slightly lubricated. It's not enough for much, but it's enough to play with.
Pushing open Clint's legs, Natasha nudges his thigh wide and to the side giving her access to his entrance. She slides her fingers around that tiny dark ring of muscles, playing with it as she had before with her tongue. This time she pushes in gently with her finger, feeling the slightly dry resistance before it gives and lets her digit in. She hums around his cock when it does.
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I love it so much. I need more.
Date: 2024-01-13 05:17 pm (UTC)Actually, the day that he held her and nothing else was the day that she knew she wanted this for the rest of their lives, and that she'd do anything in her power to keep Clint. This is an easy thing to do for him, enjoyable in every way. She loves going down on him, and has feeling that she's going to have fun with the rest of this too. Flipping the tables can be fun.
Pulling off for a second, she flicks her tongue over the tip of his cock, letting a bit of saliva mix with his precome and lift as she looks up. "You taste amazing, baby." She smears it across her lips and then drops her head back down. Swiping her hand over his cock, she covers it in the mix of saliva and precome to get it slightly lubricated. It's not enough for much, but it's enough to play with.
Pushing open Clint's legs, Natasha nudges his thigh wide and to the side giving her access to his entrance. She slides her fingers around that tiny dark ring of muscles, playing with it as she had before with her tongue. This time she pushes in gently with her finger, feeling the slightly dry resistance before it gives and lets her digit in. She hums around his cock when it does.