I did notice a guy he looked to be 20 standing beside his pickup truck. He looked at me, and then went into the restroom. When I went in, he was at ...he urinals, with his pants pulled below his ass cheeks, peeing. He looked at me as I came in, so I also went to the urinals, but I kept one spot between us. I actually peed as well, while I tried to sneak a peek of his dick. It wasn't hard to do because he turned body slightly to give me a good view. In just a few minutes we were both hard as. I lifted a grate and descended into an evil-smelling hell-hole of urine that must have been a holding pit for the urinals of the main mess-hall. It was either that or the grease-pit that actually smelled even worse. The silly shot-gun slid off my shoulder and I was unarmed once again. The odds were so great that I didn’t think it made much of a difference. The last thing I saw was a pair of young female recruits being gagged and hog-tied in the middle of the parade ground and I knew this was. She throbbed. Her cheeks flushed as the maid grasped at her own lacy panties. Cynthia’s hands hooked them beneath her glowing loins. Her hips were wide, the lingerie tight. She swayed and shoved them down her trembling lower half. They dragged slowly, revealing the warm hue of her body coyly. For Marcella, every moment the vixen wasn't in her lap was unbearable. Stroking herself only worsened it.“Cynthia!” she barked, annoyed.The maid giggled. The next moment the panties hung around one ankle. My mouth left her nipple as I moved down between her legs. She spread her cunt lips apart as she explained what her clit was and how it excites a woman to be licked.I went for it as my tongue licked over her clit as I slide a finger into her soaking wet cunt. The more my tongue licked her clit the more she moaned and the higher her hips raised up to my mouth. I continued to lick her clit and finger fuck her cunt until I heard her moans turn to a scream. Her pussy raised into my mouth and her.