It was early morning when Msala left the bank for a final time, I made her wear western jeans and tee shirt, her breasts and nipples still ripe with milk strained the thin fabric as she climbed into the Landcruiser with Michele some bodyguards and myself and we set off out of the city into the countryside. Sex video “Undress then,” I ordered. A black leather phallus stood proud from what looked like a horse racing saddle. I helped take her stuff to the bungallow, things she thought I had thrown away, even a breast pump in case she wanted to continue the native contraception, although it seemed pretty ineffective. I found her a spare jacket to cover her torn blouse but she said it was only a seam split and she
