"Cynthia!" hissed Harry, scandalized."You both report to me," the lanky Six Nations warrior glowered at her. "The only part of my own troops that I fu...k with is their minds. Got it?"Cynthia and Joni gave a pair of forlorn replies. "Yes, Sir." Now, if the two of you manage to pass, and I say 'IF', then you both have slots waiting for you at the Royal Military College in Kingston, also arranged by General Chennault."Both gave smiles at that. Even Harry was pleased – not only did going to RMC mean. When the wall panels were down, the interior studs and frames were taken down. They then brought in 25cm strips of panel and filled in the gap on the deck, walls, and ceiling. In less than an hour, my cabin was doubled in size. The last part was the tedious bit of moving the extra cabinets in, removing the second hatch that wasn't needed, reassembling the bed into a bigger one, and mounting the new ceiling panel for the holo-projector. It would take another two to three hours to complete.Every. Of course, the rest of the hogs cleared the area in a burst of speed.We tied the boar's hind legs together and dragged it toward our pick up. Dammit, that animal was heavy! As soon as we got close enough, we hooked up the winch and used that to pull the carcass up onto the truck bed. That kill had been so easy that we let our success go to our heads. There was another similar area about a quarter-mile down the road, so we drove there to see if we could find any more hogs before returning. As I stood up I saw Danny pounding his aunts pussy as hard as he could, while Stacey was riding her sisters face and roughly playing with her tits. Ash was getting fucked so hard that she was barely paying attention to her sisters pussy, but the sight was still hot as fuck, and Ash was clearly enjoying the pounding and rough tit play. Suddenly Ash’s body arched upward and she began screaming into Stacey’s pussy. Danny pushed her back down and kept aggressively pounding her pussy. Ash was trying.