Kyama frowned and looked at the general. She's never seen a cock bigger than the one he had. The warts on it intimidated and disgusted her, but she didn't let it show on her face. She gulped, but knew how to follow orders. She started to undress herself, starting by just removing her bag from her shoulders and setting it down on the ground. Next, she slid her leather top off, letting it fall to the ground. She hadn't been wearing a bra, so her round and bouncy breasts were exposed the the cold air.<br/><br/>She closed her eyes tightly as she began to remove the rest of her clothing. Underneath her clothing, she'd had very sexy curves, muscular and thin. She piled her clothing on top of her bags and looked to the general, who was stroking his cock during the whole process. Once again, her eyes traveled to cock. She could imagine that having sex with him would hurt, but would also be magnificent as well.<br/><br/>"What next," she asked timidly, too afraid to say no or protest against them.