Camilla:
Hey!
No good?
My, already...
Such a cute kid...
You scamp.
Are you proud of my hair?
I thank you for your praise.
Such a good child.. I'll give you a reward afterwards.
My tiara's out of place.
Ara
Well
Aren't you the spoiled one?
What's the matter...?
Fufufu...
Well, if it's you...
Touch me as much as you like?
If it's you, do whatever you please.
Next time, your big sister will be doing the petting.
Ufufufu
Ahn...
Ara ara
Don't be so rough.
Yes.. You're skilled.
Are you interested in that?
Must you touch me so gently?
Can you really be satisfied by that?
Ufufu... Are you limp, I wonder?
Ufu
You...
Do that more...
Treat me well, right?
I love you... You, who are mine alone...
Good, come...
Do whatever you like...
You're very good at using your hands... Very skilled.
Y-.. yeah...
Ahhhn!
Ah, no more...
Doing this, is so embarrassing...
Please, be gentle with me.
No, if it's you...
Ah,... if you do that, then I...
I can't stand up anymore...
I'll only allow you to do this...