"Lieutenant Carruthers, I'm going to say a phrase, and I want you to pay close attention. The phrase is, '1928 nuclear-powered fire truck'. Now, am I ...he only one who sees anything even remotely absurd about that phrase?"Behind him, Butch finally lost it and doubled over with raucous laughter."Congratulations, Sir," offered Chaz. "I think you've got probably the only 1928 nuclear-powered fire truck in the known galaxy." Thank you, Chaz. I think I've got probably the only 1928 nuclear-powered. Jim meets him in the den and shakes his hand. It is dinner time. David puts his suitcase aside, and joins everyone in the dining room. They speak casually over dinner, getting caught up on the latest family gossip. After dinner Lucy shows David to the guest bedroom. On her way back down she encounter’s Cathy on the stairs and advises her of the rules of dress while Uncle David is visiting.“Cathy you can wear your usual sleepwear while Uncle David is here, but you must wear a bathrobe if you. And as I said when you find the right person things can go as far as you want. It started as a normal encounter. Good and hard as we enjoyed to do, but it changed. He knows what I like and he wanted to please me. He pinned my arms down. Held them hard and told me I would take it and like it. Holding my arms with one hand his other went round my throat. He tightened his grip round my neck, it became nearly impossible to breath. All I could do was give into it and feel the rising pleasure as he. It felt incredible to be outside, surrounded by nothing but nature, totally naked, wanking myself off. I was sitting slouched on the bench now, my hard cock in my right hand and my left hand cupping my balls. I needed to cum after less than a minute of doing this, but I had to hold it in.. this was too good! I was enjoying what I was doing so much that I had failed to realise that there was somebody out jogging and just about to pass me. "What are you doing!?" I heard a confused and maybe.