"Jesus, Fuck, Clint..." She moans, her hand rolling the vibrator around her clit. It really doesn't take much before she jerks and starts to breathe hard, a hard and fast orgasm spiraling through her before Clint even gets the dildo into her. She was far too worked up from going down on him, and enjoying all that time licking him up and down, then playing with his little plug. Things like that get her so wet.

Still spiraling, Clint licks at her thigh and she leans forward some, gripping at his hair with a tight tug. She releases it after she realizes that she probably had him closer than he needed to be. It was only her orgasm forcing her body through impossible reactions. Now she's even more wet, a pearl-like sheen drips and covers her pussy. No one else gets her like this, no one else calls her sweetheart, or stirs her up enough that she loves watching him enjoy her as well.

"Tell me how good I taste." She says on a soft moan, angling her hips now so that he can hit her g-spot. A whole different kind of orgasm building. This one is far more mighty, and comes from her core and while she wants it, she's holding onto it too enjoying the overstimulation of it all.