Tyler's Dick

Your are totally in shock and start to gag. His dick is salty in your mouth. The thick smell of axe body spray comes from his lower abs, which are covered in short stiff black hairs that scratch at your face. His lower abs, which are right in your face, start rippling as he gyrates. His dick thrashes around in your mouth, and is getting bigger and bigger.

"Oh, yeaahhh." He groans.

You try to push him away, but he is too strong, and he keeps going. Somehow your hands grab onto the back of his thighs, and up. His baggy pants are still barely supported by his muscular ass, which you can feel flexing, thrusting his dick further into your mouth.

You look up. His shirt is still on, but he his holding it up with one hand. Above row after row of flexing abs, he looks down at you with a wicked smile. He bites his lip and goes harder. You start to feel something, a movement in your pants, what the heck is going on!

Tyler looks out the window, and his gyrations slow, and he says "Shit, someone is coming! Keep me in your mouth or I will beat the shit out of you!". He pulls his baggy shirt over your head, spreads his legs slightly, lowering his body and your head so they fit under the counter. He gives a final thrust, pushing your head under the counter and banging it against the alcohol shelves. His dick hits the back of your mouth as you almost gag.

You hear the sensor beep, as the door opens...