Wake her from her sloth

"Hey," Elisabeth said as she walked over to Amalia. "You alright?"

"I don't know," she responded to her friend, who looked a bit worried.

"Oh," Elisabeth said and noticed the ride they were in front of. "You went on Dante's ride, right?"

"Mabye," Amalia said. She felt it really tiring to talk with her friend.

"Seems we need to put some fire back into you," Elisabeth said and pulled her up. "Come with me." Elisabeth pulled her friend over the path and towards a small store selling cocktails. She waved the clerk over and started to order. "Listen, I need a special mix," she started. "My friend here needs really a lot of fire. So mix something nice for her."

"Will do," the woman said and started to work. When she was done, she placed a cocktail in front of the two girls, which looked rather funny. It was bubbling a bit and it looked like the bursting bubbles contained a bit of smoke. "Lave chilli booze," the woman said. "Strongest we have. And I mixed in some other hot stuff.

"Great," Elisabeth said. "Here, Amalia," she then told her friend. "Take a few sips."

"Ok," Amalia said and as the cocktail hit her throat, she suddenly threw open her eyes. "Of fuck ... fuck ... fuck me ...," she screamed and rushed off towards the bathroom.

"Seems your friend woke up," the woman said and Elisabeth grinned.

"I gonna check on her."

Elisabeth took a second, then followed her fellow princess into the back. She found Amalia on her knees, sucking off three guys, who had a mix of surprise and pleasure on their face, as the princess had almost jumped on them to get some cum down her throat to cool down.

Elisabeth leaned against the wall, watching her friend sucking off the three guys until each of them shot his load down her throat. They nodded happily in Elisabeth's direction as they finally left.

"Feeling better?" she then asked Amalia, who was still panting a bit.