The hair pulling was something Freya wasn't really used to. Though she was shocked at herself to find that she was enjoying it. The combination of, well, everything, took Freya's mind, picked it up and cradled it lovingly for a moment or two, kissed it softly and kindly, then drop kicked it hard over the edge and into the territory known as 'Screaming orgasm'.<br/><br/>Only the screaming bit wasn't exactly possible. With her face not just buried, but actively jammed into Morgans hot, quivering sex, her juices squirting into her mouth... The scream was stiffled.<br/><br/>Freya bucked a little, then again stronger, then she just started convulsing, which caused Melody's hand to slide around all over causing even more stimulation and Freya to just keep coming.<br/><br/>The convulsions causing the Brit girls head to jump around in little fits and starts too, her nose brushing over Morgan's button as she did so. Little strangled cries now and again as her lips were briefly granted a slight respite from being clamped to hot wet flesh.