.. )INTRO #2: I spread apart those well turned legs looking for that divine honey pot that I knew was sure to be there. My practiced eye traveled up o...ne leg until I spotted it. Sure enough, "Miller's Honey Box" was stamped on the side and I knew I had found another antique treasure from the 1920's. The sturdy little piece of furniture had stood quietly in the back of the store... (Please attach rest of story... )INTRO #3: It was a dark and stormy night... (On second thought, skip this one. It's. ..to feel her wet sheath stroke and caress my virgin cock. I need to feel mom wrapped around me. I decided right there that I would take her if possible. Leaving her panties on I simply pulled the material aside exposing her soft, wet pussy to the head of my sensitive 8 inch cock. I was throbbing as I felt the tip brush against her pubic hair. I was close now. Mom was still wrapped around me as if giving me permission to violate her. Her heavy breathing and periodic moans were far too much to. I saw her I had a lust for her and waited for a chance to get her and but she never showed any such reactions or feelings and behaved normal with me. I used to masturbate thinking of her some times. It was during Christmas and I was on a week’s vacation in Canada as my MIL arrived things went on as usual first 2 days I was with her alone at home during mornings as my wife goes to son had school on the second day after everyone left me and my MIL was alone at home after breakfast.She was. He looked at me, and I knew that if I took this doorway I would defeat the Sandman. As I started to step forward, something stopped me. It was too easy; this was not why I was here. Closing the door I turned instead into the darkness of the other passage.Bitter cold engulfed me, the kind of cold that when the wind blows seems to burn your skin. My hands were instantly numb. I tried to summon heat but nothing happened. I tried for a coat but instead the wind seemed to blow harder. Had I fallen.