Before she could, however, Johnny suddenly became quite animated and began talking over her.“Look, I know I did something really stupid, and I’m s...rry,” he said, the look of concern on his face quite genuine. “But there had to be another way that we can work this out.”Maddie paused for a moment, maybe her scare tactic might have some lasting effect after all.“Do you mean like taking a make over?” she asked. “Redoing, or actually doing the paper this time.”“Not exactly,” Johnny said. “The state. I had gone to a lot of trouble to make this moment happen, and so had my Master, and I very much wanted to make good on my promises.Finally the door to my rear opened and he unlocked my ankle cuffs just long enough to free my shorts. He rechained my ankles, but I was free of the seat post. It was clear I would be out of the van soon. Opening the opposite door he unlocked the wrist cuffs from the seat post chain, and still without a single word having been spoken, he pulled on my cuffs in such a. My cock jerk uncontrollably as I took in the sight before me. The black lace I'd caught a glimpse of earlier was the trim around a silk bra which matched the pair of French knickers she had on. The crowing glory to her outfit, as far as I was concerned though was the matching suspender belt and lacy topped stockings. She looked absolutely stunning. Every red blooded man's vision of the perfect MILF. I knew right then that I had to have her and kissed her in a way I'd wanted to for over a. Drops of urine ran onto herinner thighs, and I quickly licked them off, then lapped at her pussylips until she told me I cold stop. The smell and taste of her piss wasimmensely exciting to me as, of course, was the service I just hadrendered."What do you say?" she asked sharply as I drew back."Thank you, Mistress, for letting me lick the piss off your pussy." You're welcome, my little piss slut," she answered with a laugh.Next, Cathy took a shower while I waited with towels and dried her.