“There is something you need to know first,” he said, slowly, monitoring my face for a reaction. “I wasn’t born ‘Amelio’.”“So… your ...reat-grandmother wasn’t Mexican?” I ventured.“Actually, she was, and my birth name was Spanish, too. But… you know the Johnny Cash song, A Boy Named Sue?”“Of course,” I replied, thrown by this sudden tangent.“Well, I’ve always liked it, because the name I was given was… wrong, too.”“Sue doesn’t sound very Spanish.”“It wasn’t actually Sue.” I bit my lip, hoping I. She had to wait for the right moment. And they were alone in the house, and the best way to wait is having sex!Linda arrived and quickly removed her dress and shoes. She was wearing nothing else. The guys were not wearing much, either, and in a couple of minutes they were all naked.Linda made them sit side-by-side on the couch, and kneeled on the floor. It was so nice, seeing those two side by side... "Okay, this is better be good, today," she said.They smiled. And Linda started to suck Gene's. I started at the crack of her ass where there was already a puddle of cum and working my tongue along the crack and across each cheek, cleaned their combined love juices. The taste and smell were incredible as I continued to lick the sticky mixture from her ass, thighs and mound. Finally when I was satisfied those areas were clean I circled her clit with my tongue and began to nibble on it. I then spread her swollen pussy lips with my fingers and buried my tongue as deep as it would go. I'm not. I noticed that her moans came when I was caressing her without applying any pressure and that suited me well. I started to caress her gently as I made my way toward the juncture of her legs.I was fully erect. My breathing was very uneven, and my heart was beating fast as I moved closer and closer to her special area. Once I reached the top of her thighs, I held my hand next to her underwear and rubbed the area inside of her thighs with only my thumbs. I moved my thumb around and across,.