"Oh my God!" Clementine reaches up for his shoulders, for some piece of Tommy to grab onto. Her toes thrum against the back of his calves, her free hand scrabbling down his back. Suddenly Clementine freezes, and her torso rises, her eyes squeezing shut as she squeaks, then lets out a husky moan. Then she's contracting and squeezing around him, growing impossibly wetter. She lets an incoherent, garbled moan out and starts coming, deep and hard and totally unexpectedly.