“Fuck me.” I said and felt Jack loosen his grip on me.I sighed as I felt his cock bury itself deep inside me.“Just hold me right there please.�...He did, and I relaxed and enjoyed the feeling. About a minute later I decided that I wanted Jack to fuck me and I started rotating my pelvis. Slowly at first, then getting faster and faster. Jack responded by just thrusting his hips back and forward. His cock wasn’t moving much inside me, but it was enough for us both to cum.Two orgasms over and a short. My right hand still squeezing his cock. I take my other hand and undo the top buttons of his shirt. I pull it open, lower my head and start to kiss his hairless chest. I find his nipple with my lips, and his whole body jerks as my tongue brushes against it. I lick it and he moans, his head tilted back, his eyes closed.I continue to lick and suck his nipple as I undo the button at the top of his jeans, then pull the zipper slowly down, not wanting to let Bill and Kathy hear it.I lift my head up. Mancini and Anders had drawn the duty of preparing the truck for its next use on this twenty-four-hour shift. Before heading to the showers they had to wipe down the truck, knowing it could wait until morning to be thoroughly washed. They would uncurl the hoses and clean them and the nozzles and the couplings of soot and ash.Mancini and Anders were highly regarded in the fire station.Two years ago, Nico Mancini, at five foot six and with a wiry build, had carried a ninety-five-year-old. Uncle ne mujhe kaha tum bhi aa jao beta. Maine kaha Haan unlce bus abhi bag adjust karke aata hoon. Aap bacho ko lekar chalo. Uncle baccho ke sath bus se uttar gaye. Bus mai mere aur aunty ke alawa koi nahi tha.Aunty : Saale tune toh mujhe marwa hi diya tha.Mai : Maine jhooth thodi hi bola tha. Maine tumhe apna maal toh khilaya tha.Aunty : TOh maine bhi toh tujhe apna doodh pilaya hai.Phir hum dono smile karne lage. Aunty khadi hui aur apna pjami uppar kar nada bandhne lagi.Mai: aunty ruko.