With my hand on Claire's bottom cheek, my thumb inches closer and closer to her other hole.
And just by the factor of the anticipation of the unknown, I could both see and feel Claire grow more and more excited by the minute.
Yet, while I continued to press my advantage as I enjoyed the renewed fury with which her insides collapsed down on me, my thumb stopped.
And it was all because of a single thought.
'Am I really happy with intimacy devolving to just this kind of thing?'
Back when Claire teased me, she did her best to find new ways—methods we hadn't tried yet—to please me. In other words, she tried to be as innovative as possible while happily engaging in things she either figured out herself or outright heard me ask about.
With that in mind, given how taking her backside was one of the few things we hadn't tried yet… it just felt like a waste to claim her ass over a simple morning lay!
