Her breasts. Freya. Freya was actually cupping and kneeding and as they kissed, Melody found herself unfastening the bra letting it fall between them as...<br/><br/>Morgan coughing. Melody turned, concern--and just a hint of embarassment--on her face. "Are you all right?"<br/><br/>When she was sure Morgan was, in fact, all right she looked back and forth between them. "I..." she said, clearly embarassed by what she wanted to say. "Since we started this you've both... you know... I need to... you know..." Her hand brushed over her now-damp panties. "Would it be too selfish or wrong for me to dare someone to make me... Would that be..." She swallowed.