Maybe it was the long time friendship that helped them to feel comfortable with each other. There were no real nerves or the feeling of needing to hold back with each other. So as Hank straddled her thigh, Claire lifted her leg and moved a bit to grind her leg up between the apex of the other girl's thighs as though to help her find a bit of relief all while she continued to suckle her breast.

Then Claire pulled back with a gasp and a greedy glint to her eyes as she brought her fingers up to slide along the straps before pulling them to the side. Yanking the bra down, she watched Hank's breasts spill free before grazing her fingers under the breast that had been ignored. Pushing the plump flesh up, she flashed Hank a smirk before wrapping her lips around the naked nipple with a low moan.