It was our own private little paradise and I intended keeping it that way."Is there anything to drink in the room?" I asked and my son laughed sending... a shiver all the way down to my toes,"There's a bottle of the finest champagne mum" he said as he pulled me further into his embrace, "Only the best is good enough for you"I nuzzled my lips into his neck and kissed him tenderly,"Your aftershave is very sexy darling" I whispered, "It's enough to turn a girl's head" I just want it to turn your head. She caught her thoughts though, that responsibility, however irksome, was an important part of her life. The lady Belinda was aware that with her father and two brothers in exile on the continent the responsibility for the house, Groat and all those who depended on the family for their livelihoods, all the estates and the future of the family rested with her. It was a sobering thought. It probably would have come as no surprise to lady Belinda that loyal Groat was having similar thoughts.. Without lifting her face she groaned into my neck, "Oh my god...I've never came so hard! God baby, that was unbelievable." I flexed my still hard cock inside of her and her head lifted up in surprise as she gaped, "Oh god...you're k**ding right?" I did it again and she looked at my barely visible face before saying, "You aren't k**ding? Are you really good to go? Oh god, fuck me! Fuck me and make me cum again!" I had never heard my mother sound so demanding as just then.I grabbed her waist and. Her lips left my neck as I felt her fangs leave my neck like a needle from an arm, she licked the wound and I could feel it slowly close up from this I could feel she was not finished with me and had much more in store to either cause me pain or pleasure. When she tilted her head back her mouth was stained with my blood it glistening in her blue eyes she leaned in without and warning and began to passionately kiss me I could taste the blood in her mouth the same taste when she slapped me as her.