And she wasn't my real mom anyway, although I didn't know watch she would do after---hopefully not turn me in for rape. So when saturday came around ... hung out with my buddies as always and went home about 8:00 pm and ate supper with mom. After mom went ot take her shower and I went to room to get things ready. I took 2 sets of hand-cuffs and fixed them to my bed post. Then I got into my boxer shorts and waited till mom come out of the bathroom. When she went out and to her room I gave her. ‘No. I guess you’re right, I don’t.’ Then she looked back up at me. ‘But I do have to convince as many of Mom’s clients as I can to let me stand in for her, or it’s all gone. Everything she’s been on her back opening her legs to keep hold of for the last thirteen years.’ ‘Please don’t be crude about your mother.’ I could see her having to bite her tongue. But she did it, and after she did, her face softened a little. ‘Wow. You’ve really got it bad for her, don’t you?’ ‘I’d do anything for. I felt as though I had walked into a feature from Better Homes & Garden. Every piece of furniture matched or complimented another. Beautiful pillows and afghans were perfectly placed on the appropriate sofa, love seat, or chair. The walls were painted in a neutral color more too high-light the oil paintings and numerous numbered prints adorning them than to bring out the color of the walls. Across the living room a large mantle above the fireplace held framed photos of those people dearest to. ” I could feel my cock getting hard from the glimpse of her beautiful naked body, so I ran after her. I knew my house better than her, so I was determined to find her quickly so we could get down to the fun part. I ran up the stairs and heard a noise come from my room, so I dashed over there. When I reached my room, the door was wide open and Bella was staring at my wall. It took me a second to realize what she was looking at and why she made the noise. She turned around to face me and I.