I could hear right away that I wasn't going to be able to imitate his voice. He had a voice that was made for radio. It was low, like James Earl Jones...', and clear and resonant. I can talk down in that register, but I can't get the resonance. I nearly shrugged and left her to her chat.His words stopped me. He greeted her, but then quickly apologized for being in a hurry. His wife had made plans for them to step out, and he needed to leave right away. In an almost desperate tone, he pleaded for a. Seemed reasonable to me, So I started to eat her out using my tongue to clean around her pussy and sticking a finger in as deep in her as I could. My finger was covered in what seemed like an abnormal amount of her cum. It also tasted much different than it usually did. Noticing me hesitating a bit, she pushed me away slightly with her feet and put them in my face. I always loved sucking on her toes, which distracted me from the weird taste of her cum.After a little while, I climbed ontop of. She closed her eyes and began a milking motion with her tongue and lips, coaxing out every drop I could muster. When my pulsations subsided, she slid her lips down, clamped on tightly with her tongue pressed tight against the underside, and slowly slid my dick out of her mouth, vacuuming the last residue of semen from it. As the tip slid over her bottom lip it left a thin trial of whitish liquid.Ana placed her hand on Ming's cheek and chin, turning Ming's face toward her. She licked my cum from. The erotic images and words were interrupted by hollers of pain."Oh, God. Oh." What's wrong?" I asked from behind the door."I think I cut myself," said Juliet.I wrapped the only thing available, a red towel, around my waist. It barely fit. A bulge from my recently acquired erection was visible, but I needed to see if Juliet needed my help. I came out to see Juliet, standing next to the crawlspace door, bloodstains on her nighty and the floor."What happened?" I started to unload the carton. I.