Melody hummed beheath Morgan's lips and teeth, trembled at her attentions and... let out a less joyous squeek at the bite. "Gentler," she whispered, whimpered. She felt Morgan's hands nearing her panties' elastic and lifted her hips, moving the fabric as far out of the way as her legs' embrace of Freya's waist allowed. Those folds were quite wet now, and tingling at anticipation of Morgan's descending hand. And when Morgan set to rolling her nipple, Melody panted. "Yes, oh yes, oh yes, yes, morgan, yes."<br/><br/>She breathed heavily and happily, delighting at the way Freya played with her breast, bottom wriggling happily at her other hand. She kissed Freya happily, hungrily.