”“Yes Sir, I would be honored General.”The General turned and pulled a long silver rope behind his desk and somewhere in the depths of the huge ...ansion, Raiford could hear the drone of a gong that rang dully through the house.In a matter of seconds the door to the study opened and an aide to the General came into the room, stopped and saluted.“Sir?”“Yes Corporal, bring some glasses and fetch a bottle of my best peach brandy, we are about to propose a toast to the future of the great northern. She liked that too. When I wasn’t in town centres, I’d sometimes walk round the red light districts, were the girls were so skimpy-dressed I’d press up against a lamppost or something and spunk my pants just watching them. I wasn’t so bothered about being noticed cause they were red light girls and if they saw me going into ecstasy and demanded payment I was happy to oblige. One girl wore a skirt so short I just waddled, already erect, up to a lamp post with my mac open and pressed knobby up. Yeh story us waqat ki hai jab meri age 18 years choda sal thi main aek din ghar say naraz ho kar chala gaya main sara din sadar main ghoomta raha sham ko main bus main baith kar Cantt station chala gaya bus main aek mota taza aadmi jis ki age 40 sal ho mujhko ghor say dekh raha tha us waqat main chikna bhi buhut tha aksar londay baaz mery peechy pary rehty thy kuch dair baad woh mery paas aakar baith gaya aur poochny laga kahan ja rahy ho main nay kaha station ja raha hoon us nay kaha station. I've only seen one fella anywhere near your age in pantyhose but they weren't shiny like these are" he said. "Stand up again honey, will ya?" he asked. So I stood up again and put my arms to my side looking rather rigid. He then began to massage my ass cheeks with both hands, not rough, but with some force. I was scared out of my mind but I could also feel my cock twitching as he moved my granny panties around on me shiny pantyhosed ass. The feeling of silk on my shiny tights really gets me.