Melody was breathing so shallowly as Freya moved closer, closer to the target. She was mortified at the whimper that escaped her lips as she watched Freya begin her slow ponderous lick between Morgan's legs.<br/><br/>She caught herself, withdrawing her hand and clasping it behind her lap but she was so aroused, so very... needing... wanting... jealous...<br/><br/>She glanced between her two beautiful roommates. Surely they were both too distracted to be watching her. Reluctantly, she returned her hand to its' rubbing, her first time in the evening doing so consciously.