"Wow... you really fucked your mother half to death... what a lewd boy..." A husky voice sounded as Alexander relaxed on the bed, his eyes looking to the side as he spotted a familiar pink-haired woman.
Francesca, Amy's mother, seemed to have awakened finally.
"Oh? Well, it's not as bad as you going crazy on your son-in-law's cock and swearing to become his bitch despite being married."
Alexander didn't feel the need to pretend or act scared. He slipped off the bed, looking for some clothes as she slowly walked towards him with weak, staggering steps.
"Do you want some blood?" He asked, seeing her struggle and fall against his chest.
However, she didn't bite him but rubbed her finger along his sticky phallus and slurped the remaining white goo that had oozed from Brunhild's insides and sucked it into her mouth, with a delighted face as she almost instantly restored her faces colour and vibrant eyes.
