Get your ticket stubs out. We’re going to draw for two chances to win a white western shirt, just like the ones Jerry and his girls are wearing.“I... I call your number, please come to the right of the stage - over here where the steps are. We want you to come up and meet Jerry Helton personally when you receive your shirt... “Come over here, Jerry, and draw the first number.”She held the box high as I reached in and pulled out one ticket. I didn’t even look at the number as I gave it to. She picked them up and started to dress. The male clothes felt weird on her skin, too loose and coarse, but somehow stealing Paul's clothes after stealing his body seemed appropriate. "Might as well keep all his belongings together," she reasoned.That thought caused Janice to pause for a second. She looked around the room and went to the closet. After a quick search she found what she was looking for. "Wow, and they never opened it." It was a knapsack, and it contained all the things she felt. Mark was going to be waiting for her and she couldn’t wait to see him. She hadn’t seen him since their business trip when they first got the chance to finally be with one another and her mind had been on it ever since. They’d talked on the phone, but were trying to not mention what had happened. She didn’t know why. He’d start to mention it and she’d just change the subject. As Tracy thought about how hard she came when Mark had gone down on her in the hotel, she got wet. The traffic started to. Soon she was moving her head back and forth, hidden by the mask but thrashing none the less. Suddenly he felt her legs wrap around his body and pull him into her. At the same time, her cunt muscles clamped on his cock and froze him into position. He could not move, in or out, and with a final effort, allowed his cock to explode its load. When she relaxed enough for him to move, he pulled out and rubbed himself against her now blood engorged labial lips, causing her to have a reflex orgasm.