"Bat," Angel sobbed, "H-he's gonna kill me."Batista made a face, "No he won't," he attempted to soothe her, but he was finding it more difficult with ...ach passing moment. He had never seen Angel this torn up. Both of them were employed by Ethan and although Batista was there to pick up the pieces whenever Angel was broken, he always got out of Ethan's way whenever he was instructed to do so.Angel stood up with the water dripping everywhere and flung herself into Batista's arms, sobbing on his. I could feel his ass grip my finger three quick times in secession before I removed it from his puckered hole. He gasped and realized the sound of wheels on tile and shot up from the floor grazing the side of my face. Ouch. We both snapped to attention facing the urinal as though a sergeant had yelled ATTENTION! My heart was pounding, his shirt half un-tucked, and my balls not cooperating got nicked by my zipper. Two throbbing cocks hovering over urinals refusing to surrender. The proverbial. I began stroking it slowly to enjoy the feeling. My cock was soon rock hard. I usually make a lot of precum, and tonight was no different. Soon my dick was leaking. I licked the fluid from my finger tips, as I love the taste of myself.The video action was getting hotter. The older woman was licking the shaved, pink pussy of the young one. She was tonguing and pulling her clit. I was really getting into it and stroking and licking my precum.I heard a noise and was startled. My buddy Max was. I inspected him and his men, all twenty-five of them. They were not impressive, and while they had made it this far in Ranger school, they were not Infantry types. There was an armorer, two Engineers, two commo men, and the remainder were from various other specialties from personnel to supply. After inspecting the men, I had them resume their defensive positions before taking the Lieutenant aside to talk."Who is your number two?" I asked Ben."The armorer, Sergeant Ward," he told me."Call him.