Khyla was my closest friend in the school, I told her everything. I walked into class a few minutes early, per my usual rutine. The class room was cal...led the black box because thats litteraly what it is, a black box. Its painted completely black and is a cube. All the chairs were in a straight line facing the front of the room and the door. We didnt have desks because most of the time we worked in the theater. I took my seat near the edge of the chair line, all the way on the right. I sat and. I could not believe it, I had made my Mum cum, but really needed more as my cock was now solid and wanting some action.My mum rolled over, forgetting she had undone her bikini top and I saw her tits, her nipples were really hard and a lot bigger than I thought they would be. My fingers were still covered in her cum so I rubbed her nipples and massaged her cum into her tits. This was good but was still not sorting out my bulging cock, could I really try and fuck my mum. I looked up and saw my. She wasn't giving Maggie a cold shoulder; she was pleasant enough when spoken to. She seemed too preoccupied to share whatever was going on in her mind.Maggie accredited it to their leaving for home the next day. Maybe she was mulling over what had gone on the day before as she accosted Fred while they were swimming. Pat was usually a bundle of energy. Maggie thought that she might have used it all up for a while."Let's have some lunch at the restaurant where we ate the other night," Maggie. "I want you, Jessie, only you." He shyly brought his eyes to mine, a hint of hope in them. "Tell me you'll be my prince. Tonight, tomorrow, the day after that and all the days after that." Only if you'll be my king." I answered him with a kiss. With words spoke, and unspoken, we were free to be us. My hand moved from the small of his back to those glorious globes. His hands roamed the expanse of my broad chest. Jessie was really doing something to me. My pants python was threatening to break.