He came back around in front of me with the camera pointed at me. There was a slightly overweight blonde woman sitting on the couch. She was topless...and had on a thong. The guy was about 5’8, had a bit of a gut and a hairy chest. ‘strip’ he said. I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my socks. I pulled my shirt up over my head. As I unbuckled my belt and unsnapped my jeans, I saw her lick her lower lip. I took off my pants and stood there in my blue bikini briefs. ‘Underwear too then on. I pulled back slowly, a grin taking my face as I felt her try to follow my hand with her ass. As my hand moved up her back again, she moved. Slowly she began to turn her body, until she was laying somewhat on her side. My hand was still able to move up and down her back, but now, as I glanced down, her chest was available to me. Until now, my other arm hadnt moved from its position slunk over the arm of the couch. Her hand moved slowly to my bicep, gripping it gently and lightly tugging. “Ruger LC9,” he continued. “Good gun for a lady. And wot’s this?” She heard the sound of a rubber band being broken off of something and felt his weight shifting as if he were stuffing something in his pocket. “What kind of rich woman comes to Africa with only 5000 Euros in her purse?” There’d been 25,000 Euros in the bag. “And a satellite phone, nice thing ta ‘ave out here. Well, we’ll just remove the battery and take care of any GPS tracking you had in mind. I’ll try and forget to tell the. I could feel the start of my own swollen condition as she came within reach. She did have a beautiful pussy, but maybe I thought that about all of them.I ran my hand up and down her leg. Marcia shivered. I explained, “When I check or when you feel I should check, you should feel free to come around to this side of my desk. You are one of the privileged ones now. When I do this, I often take a small sample of your feminine wiles.”I gently slid two fingers along her slit until I reached her.