Tsubame moaned softly as they kissed, her hands tentatively went to Midori’s hips, gently stroking them before moving over her sides, reveling in the feeling of the police woman’s smooth skin. A small blush crept up her cheeks as she felt Midori’s hand reach her chest. She shyly did the same, raising her hand to Midori’s breasts and moving over them slowly, learning how they feel. “Is this okay? What should I be doing Midori? What do you want me to do? I want to please you.” She murmured softly.