Midori took her rightful place against her wife's bosom as Gloria left the room, though the trip was short before she was at the edge of the bath, stripping down herself. She was careful to remove her 'sword,' setting it to the side away from the water with great care, then moved to slowly remove - and fold - her clothing and worn gear. Of course, she admired her wife's strip-show in the process as she removed her yukata, leaving her bare but for her lightweight shoes and her entire BODY covered in her own tattoos (yes, ALL of them had been done herself, head to toe), her cock hanging nearly to her knees, growing ever-rigid, with her balls hanging heavily beneath.<br/><br/>Last thing to remove were her glasses - she didn't need them, of course - and situated herself on the side of the bath as her wife insisted on dancing for her more lewdly. The 'shaking' in her face was like getting battered with those glorious milk-sacs, and indeed she registered they were a tad heavier than expected. Well, Gloria would be getting her bottle of milk today it seems. Of course, that was quickly replaced by her wife's cock in her tits, which she made no effort to squeeze them around, as given her small frame and their size they were naturally snug on her wife's cock. She gave no answer, just a quiet shrug before her wife gave a few thrusts into them, knowing that would not be enough for either of them to be satisfied.<br/><br/>Indeed it wasn't, and her wife soon decided to try and crush her once more with her ass... er, mass. Midori bit her tongue as her wife's ass wrapped itself around her thick cock, grinding against it and her lap and hips giving her some quiet pleasure. Once more, it was not enough to capture her attention for long - she was rather ditsy for a woman of and despite her age, easily distracted - and finally decided upon something likely to keep her attention: 'dancing'.<br/><br/>It was quite an enticing dance, novel to her in it's simplicity and raw sexuality, and the sounds it made as her wife's ass-cheeks clapped together like fucking thunder was so very arousing. Of course, her wife's exuberance meant that her face was nearly 'clapped' between those heavy cheeks, strangled by her engorged anus, and yet it was all Midori could do to not stroke her throbbing cock while she observed every delightful shake.<br/><br/>"Eto..." Midori managed, having to take a moment to focus on something other than her wife's widely-spread cheeks. "...no, no neither of those at the moment; we have a celebration to explore, and should not unduly exhaust ourselves now. Also..."<br/><br/>Quickly - Midori was quite quick after all - she swatted her wife's ass-cheek as hard as she could manage, and quickly slid from the edge of the bath, into the water, and through her wife's legs to be in front of her and inside the bath. Of course, the water had become deep enough that she was briefly submerged, popping up with a small sputter before turning around to face her wife in a seated position.<br/><br/>"I wish to mount you, and as I am thirsty," Midori straightened her back properly as she stared up at her wife proudly... as she attempted to hide her brief bit of sheepish embarrassment. "...I wish for some milk while we do so. Now please sit, join me in the bath, so that I may milk you two ways."