’ Allison closed her eyes as memories begin to come back to her. She could see the past like it was just a few hours ago. Every detail of every par... of the plantation: the slaves, the buildings all coming back filling her mind like she had never left. Sultry, humid, stifling is the only way to describe the elements of the early afternoon at Whispering Winds plantation. It is the summer of 1862 and several of the servants were discussing how the heat is the most unbearable that it has been for. Tall, too."I laughed. "Yeah, she is." Do you love her?" he asked.In answer, I showed him my ring. "Yes, I love her. Very much."Dad thought for a minute and said, "I don't know what to do to help heal the friction between you and your mother. I know she misses you, but she's a stubborn woman at times."Having had several days to think about seeing my parents again, I uttered the words I'd rehearsed in my mind, over and over."You can tell her I'm sorry, and that I didn't mean to cause her any. I sucked them and played with them for a good while. She moaned. I puled her jeans off, her panties and saw a neatly trimmed bush in front of my face. I was on my knees having just removed her panties, so I gently parted her thighs and nuzzled her pussy. It smelt sweet! Teasing with my tongue I felt her pussy lips swell, her clit swell and tasted her juice for the first time. Beautiful! She was almost gushing! The second surprise of the day, her nipples may have been surprisingly small,. I find it much easier to stroke my cock with a phone in my ear than while trying the one handed typing technique. Besides, I love to listen to the sound of her moans and it gets me off much quicker to think that she is fingering her luscious lips between her legs while hearing the sound of my voice. The ultimate is when we both cum at the same time over the phone.It sounds sort of lame to write about a strictly cyber or phone relationship. But, the fact of the matter is that I’m married. I.