Her eyes fixed on her target, the erinyes expects Alaedra's orgasm, but nevertheless is unprepared for the amount of nectar released, gasping as it flows out, the sticky, intoxicating juice coating her tongue and lips. Eagerly, she swallows, and gets to work sliding her mouth about in an attempt to properly clean Alaedra, licking her folds thoroughly, hoping for every last drop of the drow's sweet essence.<br/><br/>By the time she has finished cleaning up, the erinyes is panting, and looks quite satisfied. Her eyes sparkle with lust and satisfaction, as she carefully lowers Alaedra's legs and rises up. Ignoring the audience that still have their eyes fixed on the pair, she simply smiles.<br/><br/>"How was that, miss?"