Kou wasn't the only one experiencing the far end of disbelief at the activities taking place here. In fact, if someone had told the girl known as Miki a few weeks ago, that she'd be touching this boy's manhood she might have freaked out about it. She'd come quite the long way from the girl who'd had an internal crisis from accidentally touching the lad's member when she woke up before him. And it seemed this patience and persistence was being rewarded. How? By the outright euphoria displayed on his lad's face. All the sounds, the speedy breathing and even the reaction of the lad's manhood while it was sandwiched between her bosom. It spurred on her activity, she wanted and needed to see more from this lad and of course, there was her overall goal of helping him clear his mind. Her breasts and arms seemed to take on life of their own, as she began movements which seemed to shift with the pace of his breathing, her own work meant to help him get closer and closer to the goal of finishing this way. Tamamo hadn't seen much danger in such an adventure to start with, at this point, she didn't even care if someone saw them or they were caught, her singular focus was the lad and when his eyes randomly met hers, they were full of smug delight and deviousness. This was truly a fun experience for her, even though it did nothing physical to stir her loins. Perhaps this was what was meant by the idea of serving someone else bringing gratification to yourself.