Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in vibrating nipple clips. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “vibrating nipple clips,” she sighs, “please vibrating nipple clips.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “vibrating nipple clips!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “vibrating nipple clips”.