Misty couldn't help a sigh of her own in response. The sprite must have just ejaculated! She watched the giant's cheeks go concave, as the Copper bega... to eagerly suck! This was it! The sprite couldn't withstand that reduction in pressure! Her honeypot was draining! Even now, the Ebon's orifices were spasming open! The honeypot, that special gland located in each Faeruhnite's brain, was draining out through the orifices in the back of the throat, and the base of the skull! Precious fluid would. But it won’t happen again.(Her words may sound like she didn’t want this to happen but I knew she wanted this to happen).Pallavi removed her hand but I swiftly grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards me. She did not fall on me, instead, her hand was on my chest which kept a distance between us. But our eyes met each other. We stared at each other for a few minutes.Then she got back to her senses and pulled her wrist out from my grip. She went back to her desk. Her breathing was heavy.I stepped. ’ Italia clicked across the room carrying our food on a tray. ‘Club sandwich and salad for the…lady,’ she said, unceremoniously slapping two plates down in from of Jennifer. ‘And for the handsome gentlemen, a salad and one of our specialties, the Hot Sicilian Sandwich.’ She found it necessary to bend low in front of me as she delicately set the plates down. ‘And to complement that deliciously spicy dish, the sommelier recommends this.’ She set a large balloon glass of dark red wine before me.. Suddenly Elena sneezed.Amy: Oh no! I hope you’re not getting the flu.Elena: Me either! Ah-choo!Amy: You sneezed again! Are you sure you’re alright?Elena: I should be fine, I just… Ah-choo!Amy: That doesn’t sound good. Maybe you should stay here and get some rest?Elena: No, it’s okay, I’ll be fine to go.Amy: I insist, Elena. You can come with us next time. I’m sure we’ll be doing more than one shoot.Elena: I suppose you are right. Dammit, I was looking forward to this photoshoot.Amy: Now you.