Jack's story

"Fuck those guys," Jack exclaims to Cmdr. Shepard ash they walk the gangway to the Normandy.

"I don't know, Jack. You did bet them you could shove that cone further up your own ass." Cmdr. Shepard replies in turn, as they walk together.

Once they step into the decontamination chamber, Cmdr. Shepard looks down at Jack and glances at her tits for a moment, just as she looks up to say something, and catches him.

"Hey Shep, I'm up here," she jests, playfully. "Unless. You know."

"Well, the rest of the crew are still on leave, most of them are drinking in Afterlife; Ash, Grunt, Liara, even Dr. Chakwas is there with 'em, enjoying in the revelry."

"So what you mean to tell me is that this ship is just you and me?" Jack replies.

"Huh, yeah I guess so. And I bet with their need to blow off some steam, they'll be a while yet."

Oh yeah, well I know of something else that needs blowing off," Jack banters with a wry grin, as she reaches over and grabs Cmdr. Shepards ass.

"Well hey there, Jack. Let's see if there isn't more that can blow." And with that he leads Jack, his hand cupping her ass as they walk towards the elevator. Feeling it roll through his hand with every step she takes.

"Hey Shep, what do you say we head down to my bunk? Feeling like slumming it tonight?"

"Slumming it, huh. You know it."

And with the push of a button they are off to the engineering level. And a short jaunt down the stairs, they find themselves staring at one another, side-long from Jack's bunk.

In the blink of an eye they are in each others arms, kissing and groping one another, as they strip their clothing off.

"Jack, you have a solid body!" Cmdr. Shepard states once all her straps and ribbons are on the floor.

"You've got to, to take down the hunks I have in my time."

"Well, this is one hunk that won't put up a fight with you." And with a swift lift off of her feet, Jack finds herself on her back on her cot, with Cmdr. Shepard hovering over her, his enormous, hard cock tickling her pussy lips.