Melody felt herself dampening at the sight of Morgan's hands skimming over those exquisite breasts, decided that she couldn't be bothered to care how obvious it would be that she was dampening at the sight of all Freya was doing, at the joyous response etched clearly on Morgan's face.<br/><br/>She was shocked when she realized what she was doing, but before that realization dawned she had moved over to take over the task Freya was attempting, working the jeans free, pulling them aside. Unready to remove more without a clear indication she instead let her palms caress along Freya's outer thighs.