Morgan settled behind Mel, palms sweaty and mouth dry.  "So...neither of us has to...lick?  Down there?"  She couldn't believe she was asking.  Nor could she figure out if she was happy or sad that licking might not be required.  "Just...need to make you cum?"  Seeing Frey and Mel remained locked in an embrace she pressed her back to Mel's breasts squishing between them, hard nipples poking into Mel.  Looking at Frey fro a moment she places an almost chaste kiss to Mel's shoulder, but the licks that followed were far from chaste.  Closing her eyes she swore to herself she'd do this.  For Mel.  Her hands moved where Frey's didn't, the two of them ensuring Mel got all the stimulation she could desire.  Her hot tongue moves slowly out once more, licking all the way along Mel's shoulder and then up her neck, to end with Mel's ear daintily caught between her tetth and being lightly tugged on.