Not exactly.

After a quite a few hands, Ava found herself trailing behind her compatriots yet again. But at least this time she was able to win a few. She looked down to see the majority of her clothes now on the ground. The only thing left was her nylon and Lycra workout thong, the black garment plunging deep between her pale ass cheeks. The humid jungle air had spurts of cool breezed, evident from her fully erect nipples.

She looked around the table at her competitors, who might have been off their game after Ava's sports bra hit the campsite floor. Thunder was one of the first ones to lose a hand. It was probably his strategy as his muscular frame, especially those abs, glistened from the camp lantern's flame. The Lioness matched Ava. Her perky tits jiggled with each slight movement while her tan plump ass was partially covered with red cheeky panties.

"Alright ladies,” Thunder called out as he raised a shot glass full of whiskey, "shot and show-em!" All three downed the liquor with ease and then quickly flipped their cards over. It took Ava a minute to scan her cards, clearly working with a more than usual hazy reaction time, to determine the winner. She had a two pair, queens and aces. In their drunken state, could be a safe hand to keep her underwear on. She looked over at the cards in front of the Lioness. Two pair, the other two queens and aces. Both women turned to see Thunder's hand, clearly the tie-breaker.

"Well, well, well," confidently stated Thunder, "looks like my three jacks takes it." Almost mirror images of each other, both women rolled their eyes and stood up. Thunder could only smile and watch as the red and black garments hit the ground. His eyes darted between Ava's clean shaven pussy while making sure to gander at the perfectly trimmed landing strip on the Lioness. Both women sighed in disgust as they sat back down on their wooden folding chairs.

"I guess we have a clear winner, not that its a surprise," the cocky Thunder continued. Maybe it was the alcohol, her competitiveness, or the fact she was completely naked in front of him, but Ava wasn't done yet.

"Hold on...hold on Thunder," she interjected, "one more round, winner take all." The eyebrow closest to his facial scar went up in intrigue as a smirk began to form.

"The fuck you talking about [code_name}?" Questioned Thunder. "I took most of your money, you clearly lost strip poker..."

"Hooow about...one card, high card wins," challenged Ava.

"Ooooh shit! I'm walking away from this one, sounds dangerous," called out the Lioness. While she picked up her clothing, she still was clearly unfazed about being completely nude in front of two people she just met, walking to her tent without putting her clothing back on. Both GDF agents paused as they watched as her tan ass got further and further away from the table.

"So Banshee, what are the stakes?" asked her male partner. Before answering, Ava slowly leaned over the table, her massive breasts slightly swinging beneath her.

"If I win, I get my money back and you give me a striptease," Ava calmly proposed.

"...and if I win?" playfully asked Thunder, slowly leaning over the table to meet Ava.

Almost on carnal instinct, Ava tiled her head down and delicately wrapped her lips around her index finger. Slowly pulling back, leaving her finger damp with her saliva. "I'll suck your dick," she whispered in return. Both agents smiled as they reached towards the deck and pulled the top two cards. Their eyes locked has the agents' fingers were set to turn over their cards.

"3...2..1...turn'em" whispered Thunder. Both agents flipped their cards over onto the table. They broke their stare-down and quickly glimpsed at the cards.