Adult Blogs: BIG TIT PATROL shrieked as the tip of my cock split open and a geyser of semen shot toward the ceiling and covered my chest. I was almost hyperventilating as I tried to calm down, and Mrs. Reid scooped up some of my come with her fingers and brought it to her mouth. She'd never tasted my come before and I found this terribly exciting and puzzling at the same time.
"Mmm," she said, "I want more of that. I think maybe I will have you do that little job I've been thinking about."
"What job?" I asked, willing to commit murder for her if that was what she had in mind.
"I'll tell you tomorrow," as she cleaned me up with a towel. It was only after I was home and had time to think about it, that maybe the price for the pleasure of her mouth was going to be quite high.
The next morning I almost got caught swiping the paper. I chose a house I hadn't hit in a few weeks and when I helped myself to the paper the driveway lights came on. I guess they have a motion detector set up and the paper was thrown closer to the house than usual and bang! On came the lights. I bolted and just as I found a bush to hide behind the front door opened and Mr. Claiborne came out. He looked up and down the street and when he didn't see anything he picked up his paper and went back inside. I waited five minutes to make sure he wasn't peeking out a window scoping things out before I got the hell out of there. I strolled down to the Peterson's house and took their paper. Mr. Peterson was pretty oblivious so I figured stealing his paper two days in a row wouldn't be that big a risk.
