He was younger than I was, by far, but still older than most paper boys, and I felt my juices flow a moment when I thought about what Mike had said ...bout living my fantasy. Did I dare flash a little more than my shirt was already showing? I didnt know yet, but, so far, this was feeling pretty good. How long have you worked for the paper Jimmy, I said trying to find a way to see how old he was. I just started Mrs. Tyler. You have to be in high school to work for them and I needed a job.. Before I knew it I was twenty-nine and I had none of these things, just a room in a flat share. I told everybody that I didn’t want a party, I didn’t feel like celebrating, but they didn’t listen. So, when I got back from work, after fighting with commuters on the underground for the last hour, I was really not in the mood for the big ‘SURPRISE!’ and the startling noise of party poppers and other party paraphernalia. ‘Sod off,’ I muttered as I dumped my bag and damply steaming coat on the. Amy briefly wondered which way she swung. Where did that idea come from, she thought, surprised, but then continued to check out Jill's new assets in spite of herself.When she finally turned her gaze back to Michael, however, she noticed that his attention had been drawn to Jill's prominent chest as well. At least the command to find the women in here attractive worked, she thought, her bright green eyes filling with envy. Well, that was easily fixed.[Subject is strongly sexually attracted to. I obeyed again, feeling my spunk slide down my throat sent a jolt through my body, this taboo that I had avoided now causing my brain to go into overdrive. I knew I craved this.As soon as I had swallowed I scooped more of my boy juice off of my twitching cock and onto my tongue. Swallowing again I lost all control. I knew I was so far past being able to control myself. Putting my open left hand under my shaft I let a thick trail of creamy spit from my cum coated tongue fall, the satisfying.