Absolutely; you want to watch the sex

You hone your focus in on the stage, able to make out a bit more detail now that you're not focused on everything else. The princess currently seems to be eating out Comana's pussy; Comana's mouth hangs very slightly open, oscillating between slightly further and slightly less open.

Her chest heaves slightly, the princess's hand being on her right breast, forefinger bent and rotating up and down and round as if Comana's nipple were a ball bearing. The princess looks up and grins, "you've never been touched before, have you?" Comana shakes her head. "Oh my gods, you've never even touched yourself before, have you?" Once more, she shakes her head. "Shadows, I'm gonna have such fun with you."

The princess dips her head back down, and presses it against Comana's crotch, causing Comana to let out a soft but shrill moan. You see the princess's eyes light up; you're willing to bet she would be smirking right now if her mouth weren't otherwise occupied. Bringing her other hand up, she gently strokes Comana's side, causing her mouth to catch in its movements briefly before resuming its wobbling. Moving her hand around to Comana's back, it shifts towards the center as you can see it trace up and down where her spine likely is.

By now, you're starting to hear infrequent moans, the princess's mouth and hands being fully occupied. The princess maintains her **** on Comana's body: finger gently playing with nipple with hand cupping breast, other hand tracing up and down the spine, mouth enclosed on the nethers. At this point, the hand on her breast shifts such that the princess's thumb and index finger are on either side of nipple, gently clasped as the other three fingers trace chest, side, and breast itself, dancing where they please. Comana's moans slowly start growing closer together, and slightly grow in volume; the princess brings her spinal hand back around and moves it up to Comana's ear, tracing her index finger along the inner edge as her thumb cups the head, pressing softly as it strokes.

The princess once more removes her mouth, "well, aren't you curious how you taste at all? Don't worry," moving up and leaning in slightly, "I won't stop playing down below," as she brings her hand away from Comana's ear and waves her fingers against the air. Comana simply nods, and the princess presses her open mouth against Comana's own, promised hand going down to Comana's vulva, gently tracing it as it moves to her pussy; thumb gently rotating where her clit would be, two fingers inserted into her passage. It's much less entertaining due to the princess's mouth muffling Comana's moans, but she sure looks like she's having fun.

Thankfully, the princess's mouth only stays stuck to Comana's face for a few minutes, shifting down instead to her nipple, tongue flicking against it, causing a rather loud moan to reverberate against the room. The hand that had been against Comana's breast shifts to behind her, presumably tracing along the spine as before. Comana's moans are near-constant now, her free breast catching in its movements as Comana breathes.

Comana's pleasure signs build as you can see her body begin to tense; she's got to be getting close. Predictably, her torso becomes stiff shortly, spasms evident in arms and legs. Once they subside, the princess lies her against the bench, pressing her mouth against Comana's neck; as she comes away, two red marks are evident. The princess then proceeds to start removing her own clothes; "well now, now that I've shown you how to pleasure a woman, why don't you be a good girl and return the favor?" "Yes, your highness." Comana sits up and slides forward, bringing her mouth to the princess's nether region as the gloworbs dim on-stage.