If Morgan guessed for even a moment her roommates were doing more than watching in embarrassment she would have stopped.  Instead they were quiet enough she was able to block out that they were there, listening to Frey's song of choice.  With her fingers settled into her wet channel she slowly traced her now free hand upwards to play with her breasts once more.<br/><br/>Her middle finger slid in and out slowly as the heel of her hand rubbing at the sensitive clit with every movement.  Moaning softly as her other fingers rolled a nipple between she bit her bottom lip, spreading her thighs further apart as her hips began to thrust up.  The groans grew progressively louder as she became more and more lost to the pleasure.<br/><br/>Thighs twitching and trembling she could feel the orgasm building, not even hearing the song anymore.  Not caring if it stopped.  She wanted...needed to cum.  “Mmmm...right...right there...nnnn...oh yessss...”  Whispering softly she continued getting so closely she probably wouldn't even care if one of her roommates decided to help.