After Mom sucked me to completion and released my cock, the force of my manipulations pushed her head over my thigh and onto the grass. I ended up twi...sting around to leverage my arm for heavier penetration from behind, leaving Mom's head lying sideways on the grass with her ass lifted high over her knees. Thankfully, Mom turned her face into the grass in the noisy lead up to her orgasm; we couldn't hide that by a well-positioned trellis.That became the norm for our trellis events. Mom even. I was already a little high from the drinks and didn’t hesitate to look back. I was thoroughly checking out her.Then I got up to see what other drinks were available on the menu at the bartender. I was trying to look her from another angle. She again caught me looking at her. She stood up and walked towards me with a smile. Then she said hi and I didn’t know what to say.I gathered up some courage and consciousness since I was sober and responded. She said that her name was Nisha (name changed. You watch me as I lick my lips and display my fangs. It is like slow motion as I sink my fangs into her soft neck and blood flows out around my lips and down her neck. She screams and moans as her body fills with orgasms. You see cum leaking out of her pussy and running down her leg. Your cock begins to leak pre-cum. You know that feeling and you crave it so much that your body is on fire with desire. I stare at you, licking my lips, and you fall into my eyes. You instinctively stand and move. It was the worst part of the job as far as Geoff was concerned. Of course most men didn't like the idea of dressing as a woman to do their work, Geoff thought, but there were plenty of places that required it these days. Either it was because the employer thought it the best way to manage their staff or because they took some perverse amusement from humiliating the employees. It was hard to tell which it was at the Gynarch. Mostly, Geoff felt, it wasn't personal. It just seemed that the Gynarch.