Eventually the Judge called again, and instructed me to meet my team at the kitchen exit, and they would extract me from the island. True to his word,...I recognized one of the agents in the kitchen. They smuggled me and Catherine's body bag, out to a chopper, that took me to a private airstrip, where a jet waited to take me and Catherine home.The Hotel was VERY interested in getting me off the island and off their property, to keep media attention to a minimum. The Commissioner of Police was. She opened it up and let it fall off her shoulders. I thought she was wearing something sexy for me, but she had a nightgown on. The length went by her mid thighs. I told her “you know the rest. Take the gown off too.” She shaking her head but reaching down by the hem to pull it up. She pulled the gown all the way up over her head and got it off. She dropped the gown. There stood my mom in her white bra and white floral panties. She was trying to turn off the lamp. She was saying “do you really. I laughed and tried to answer her questions. “Given the weather I’d suggest shorts and a nice blouse. Wear sneakers or something you can comfortably walk in for a bit. No heels. I suggest you bring a pair of long pants in case it gets chilly in the evening. Bring a jacket too. Purse. Cellphone. Wallet. Other things you can’t live without.” I then gave her detailed directions to the airport including where to park and how to find me.Marcia found me about one-thirty, even giving me a hug and kiss. Yes indeed did. As we finished up, I turned to her and wagged my cock in her face. She latched on with one hand and began licking around my piss hole as I wrapped my left hand in her long black hair. I was rock hard in seconds. Its not everyday I get head in public standing in a pool of piss! I released her hair and slid both hands down the front of her dress, cupping her boobs. This went on for only a couple of minutes before see spit my dick out and told me to really squeeze the shit out.