Battle of the Sexes
General Angel is inspecting the barracks. Private Thomas Lee doesn't hear the click-clack of his commanding officer's high heels while he's cleaning his rifle. When she alerts him to her presence, he jumps to his feet to salute her.
General Angel is not pleased. She takes the rifle and inspects the barrel for dirt. Not good. She orders him to get into pushup position and give her a quick ten as she gleefully counts, her lips curling into a cruel smile. Further inspection reveals a bottle of Czech vodka. He's in big trouble now. "For this, you go to prison," she says bluntly.
Throwing himself at the mercy of General Angel's bosom, the private begs for forgiveness. That sounds like a fine idea to her. Pulling him into her cleavage, Barbara (if we may informally call General Angel by that name) hasn't gotten any for a while and she's horny. Thomas' face wedged in her tit crack will do nicely for starters.
"But, ma'am, sir..." Thomas stutters.
"Shut up and play with my tits," Barbara orders.
Barbara lowers her uniform so Lee can get at her big twin canons. His sucking gives her a nipple erection. Those pointy peaks are deadly weapons! Kissing those heavy, fleshy hooters is a lot better than cleaning his barrel!
Private Lee had no idea how horny his General is. Now she's the one dropping to the floor so she can give him a blow job, get her pussy licked and take his cock for a spin. As they both approach exhaustion, she frantically jerks his nut into her mouth.
"It's good to be the General," Barbara breathlessly says to us. Looks like she's won this battle of the sexes.