Stephen then stood up, lifting me in his arms and carried me to the bed where he positioned me with my bottom resting on the foot of the bed. He pushe... my legs back as before and told me to keep them there. I then watched him take off his socks and shoes and his trousers too, before turning to his briefcase which he had left on the dressing table. He opened it and removed a packet of condoms, and after selecting one he moved over to the bed beside me. He was wearing a pair of black boxer shorts. I didn't want to miss my own orgasm so I began pumping my cock furiously. And, just as Brad's climax receded, I blew my load all over my sheets.Again, we dozed without uncoupling. At some point, I felt a little cold and I couldn't reach the covers without shifting so much that Brad would come out of me. So I pulled Brad's arm over my chest for warmth and fell asleep.We both woke up pretty early-especially given how late we'd been up. When we woke up, Brad wasn't in me anymore, but I was still. I put on my stockings and dress, padded bra, and wet look long sleeve low cut top. Placed all my male clothes into a bag and when I felt safe that no one would see me I proceeded to head back to my car.I called mistress on skype as I was putting on my makeup and listened to her tell me how to apply the blush, mascara, eyeliner, and lipstick. I began driving again and drove the whole 7 hours only stopping once for gas.I arrived at her exit about 2 hours early and pulled over to wait till it was. Then to silence the jeers, he continued, "but I was getting a start on tomorra." And they all laughed."Alright, guys," said Thomas, pushing through. "You're all done way ahead of me, but none of you are cutting wood for a whole tavern full of drunks who stay up 'til all hours." Drunks?" they said. "Who's drunks?" The three of you," laughed Thomas. "To start with."Then a woman came and brushed against him. "Looks like you're working really hard there," she said, licking her lips."Yeah, yeah it's.