She stayed out late and often had too much to drink. We tossed around different names but Karen stuck out as out easiest target.Karen was a little sl...tty but very cute. At 5’ 6? she was well figured, just a little heavy, the way we like it.We felt we could grab her Thursday night, make the drive to our boat and be out on the lake Friday morning. No one would probably miss he till work on Tuesday and by then ??????.Everything went like a charm. We got the hood over her head with no problem. . ”“Where might you have to move?”“There are only two places that make good sense: Orlando and Charlotte. Anything else would be a departure from my expectations and be a big move.”“Would you take a move either to Orlando or Charlotte or to somewhere else?”“I don’t know. There is a situation in my personal life that may get in the way of a career move. That’s a new manner of thinking for me.”“Might a lottery winner’s presence have anything to do with this dilemma?”She smiled. “Yes, though I would. After getting her bronze medal, she looked for our friends in the competitors' section of the stands, but didn't see them. (We later found out that they had a team meeting, prior to a game they played that afternoon. They were sorry they missed the event.)The next day-pole vault day-Hanna was stratospheric. She'd achieved more than she'd hoped, with the bronze, and was only trying to do her best in the pole vault. Her biggest problem was waiting around for the other competitors to make their. Greg, having always experienced sexual encounters of a more gentle nature, deferred to her advice and gave Skye a resounding whack on her rounded right buttock spurring, Skye into an even wilder motion as she bucked like a bronco, Greg holding onto her ponytail just to stay inside her. ‘Yes! Fuck! Yes!’ she cried as she exploded into orgasm, her body shaking wildly, she slumped onto her face. ‘Oh my god,’ she groaned as Greg stood with his hard cock still deeply embedded within her, not really.