" Arrêt lor!" shouted Boucherville in angry frustration. Some of the men came to a halt. Boucherville swore loudly in French. "You idiots! Where ARE ...ou going?" Ah, lifeboats?" suggested one sleep-deprived private.Under moments of high stress, Boucherville's French accent came to the fore, and it did so now. "Did you suddenly join da Royal Newfenese Navy? Where is dere an iceberg around here? A lifeboat? It's dat mudderfuckin' Van Doo again, messin' wit' your minds. Get back ta bed."Turning. They ran away in all directions but it was a matter of seconds that May caught and brought down the leader. She lay there strangling her slowly. May was determined to make this one suffer for a long time. She had one hind foot dug into the soft flesh of the hyena's stomach. The others in the pack stayed away afraid to approach. They had seen May in action for years and none made any effort to rescue their leader. It took an hour for her to die.May then growled at the pack as if to challenge any. Grey Eagle's pride had suffered a blow when he had been forced to ride one of the trucks. The hip fracture he suffered last year when the horse he was riding got spooked by a rattlesnake had pretty much put an end to his days on horseback. The hip had never healed right, despite the best efforts of Dr. Mondale.I looked back at the rim of the Citadel valley and caught a rhytmic flashing - 'G-O-O-D L-U-C-K' I read. I was tempted to take out my own signal mirror, but our designated signalman was. Slapp.. slap. You could hear the wet slick sound of his cock slamming into my gushing ass. All I wanted was to feel his hot load…his cock cream spurt into my ass.“Cum… cum… FUCK ME… fuck my cunt assssss,” I begged.I could not control myself. I had completely gone over to the new and addicting feelings of a cock slamming in and out of my ass. My ass wanted him to fuck me so hard and deep that I could taste his cock… Slap, slap, slap, whap, whap, whap… squeesh, squoosh……. Fucking sounds filled.