Melody responded to Morgan's question. "Both allowed, but neither required, to do just about anything. Although," another blush, "I would like, at some point, to have one of you on each of my nipples, licking..." her words cut off, embarassed to be asking these things, to be confessing these desires.<br/><br/>She emited a happy sigh as the soft, round breasts she had been admiring from afar pressed into her back. The sigh grew to a moan at the gentle but titilating brush of morgan's tongue along her neck, her earlobe.<br/><br/>And she was groaning as Freya joined, her sensitive nipple harding beneath Freya's hand, thigh raising goosebumps beneath the other and oh, her neck beneath the onslaught of warm, moist tongues on both sides.<br/><br/>"Heaven," she squeeked.