in response. I grabbed on to him tightly putting all of my weight against him. Soon my knees started to weaken, I knew I was getting close to loosing my load. I started to back away, but he forced me back inside.

“I want you to fill me with your seed,” he said between breaths.

I wrapped one hand around his cock and the other around his furry sac. He moaned in approval as I began to pull on his hardness.

“Faster, faster,” he moaned.

I sped up my thrusts, his balls tightening in the palm of my hand. I could feel his love tunnel tightening around my shaft. After a few more strokes I lost it, filling him full of my jizz. He screamed out, his back arched and he shot his own load, leaving his mark on the trash compactor wall.

Exhausted, I pulled out of his ass and used the tee to wipe my cock clean. He collapsed to the ground, out of breath. I put my limp sex back into my jeans and picked up the rest of the merchandise. He looked up at me with a grin. I threw him the dirty tee.

“Now I don’t want to see you in my store again,” I said. “Next time I might have to get one of the other managers involved.”

I turned around and went back into the store, knowing it would only be a matter of time before he returned.