THE SHAMBA BOY
I was anxious to know how it will go.
Celestine had come wearing a small very provocative tight mini skirt, I had a mini dress and Ken was wearing a short that showed his calf muscles so nicely. For some seconds, I thought the whole idea was very wrong but I was willing to try.
“Ken dear, come and sit here between us.” Celestine told Ken. It was a wonder how Celestine was so used to some things despite her social image out there.
Ken came and sat between us sandwiched, as we got sipping our drinks. Ken began being playful with us taking turns to touch each one of us in our erotic parts like our breasts, our abdomen and thighs.