Chihiro's smile is full of lust of debauchery. She's used to being demanding and controlling, and the idea of Stone and Monkling taking positions as she likes is delightfully pleasing. She abruptly changes positions again, chuckling, placing Monkling in the middle, Monkling's back to Stone, so he can have easy sweet access to the wet slit between Monkling's legs, and so Chihiro can have access to the hardening cock between those same legs. She likes the idea of sharing Monkling with Stone; it feels almost romantic somehow. A little wrong, too, but she knows it's part of the fun.<br/><br/>She frees Monkling's cock from those pants at last, her busy fingers unbuttoning and unzipping that prison of cloth. She pushes her hand under Monkling's undergarments and pulls out the officer's hardening cock, giving it a few firm and playful strokes, eventually settling her fingertips on the tip, like it's her own personal plaything. She kisses Monkling then, and she whispers, "Feel better now?"