“I just like getting things done and know what I want--also what I don’t want,” she laughed. “I like working together with someone and being o... the same page. That’s why our little communal experiment didn’t work and why my marriage went south. We weren’t on the same page and I would get upset when people wouldn’t do what had to get done. It was frustrating as hell.”“You seem like a determined person,” I said. “Kind of, I guess,” she answered. “You have to be determined when you have a farm and. He felt young again—though thirty-eight was not an age he liked to consider old—and hadn’t been able to go so long since he was in high school. She could go and go and go all night. Their sex life was great, their social life was outstanding, even their occasional arguments and fights were one-of-a-kind. And then one day, Travis got promoted, and that, really, was the beginning of the end. Travis’s work hours stretched, home hours shrunk. Out-of-towns became more frequent. But Karen never. So i moved my cockhead up to her nose and began rubbing it around each of her little nostrils."Come on! Wake up! There's a big sausage with your name on it!" i said cheerily again.She moaned a little louder and actually managed to lift a hand and push my cock away from her face, but still she just lay there lifelessly.So i sighed, and realised this called for some really drastic action.I then moved back around the bed, got up behind her, and moved her top leg over a little, and her smooth. Not one hint of hair was visible.I asked what the problem was and she indicated the zipper was stuck. So kneeling down with my face at pussy level, I gingerly grasped the zipper tab in one hand and put my other hand under the dress to steady the fabric. Tugging slightly to get the zipper down, nothing happened. Pulling a little harder had the effect of pulling Toni into me, following the zipper with her hips causing her pussy to rub against my knuckles.I heard foot steps behind me. As I turned.