A small platform with a naked figure arched back on top of it and another naked man at one end. The hand pushed him forwards again, quite gently, movi...g him closer.The bound figure was another young man, young and slim with dark olive skin and black hair cut short. He was bent back in a convex arch over a tubular metal frame so his buttocks touched his heels. His thighs were splayed wide apart, his knees hooked over protruding stubs at the base of the frame so he couldn’t move or even bring his. "He's sweet, he helps everyone no questions asked, he never complains, and he planned for finding you your dream home," said Marcie again with a touch of jealousy.She wanted a man who loved her that much to ignore everyone else around her."Tell me about it, I mean I really lucked out getting him didn't I. But it also didn't hurt that when his family moved here when we were kids I was the first person to go over and see them. I sure got in on the ground floor of that one," said Kathryn smiling. " Oh, don't worry about that," I said, "The weather is really bad today. I understand that."She smiled at me. "Well, then... I'm glad that you are the last one for today. It just takes me 15 minutes to get back home."I looked at her. Her hair was blonde where her helmet had covered it while the ends seemed darker due to the rain. It framed her beautiful face. Her clothes sticked to her skin and I could see that she shivered."Um... You could come inside until the rain is over," I said. "I mean,. .. " Mom whispered barely loud enough for me to hear her. I stopped, my dick was hard as a rock and I was hoping so much this isn't the end, but I stopped. Realizing I've lost the best chance. I couldn't rape my mother. If she was begging me to stop repeatedly, I should listen to her. Then my thoughts interrupted again by mom's voice equally quiet:'ll scream, baby.... it feels too much, I can't handle it without being loud... please... help me.." You want me to stop?" You father took it only.