‘You don’t want to know. How did you get the name `Rico’? You don’t look Hispanic.’ ‘My given name is Richard David Monterey. My relatives...were given a Spanish land grant here in California back in the seventeen hundreds and have lived here since. When my friends in high school found out about it, they tagged me with `Rico’ and it stuck. I’m really no more Spanish than Mr. Smith down the street is English.’ ‘I’ll still think of you as my `Latin lover,” I said as I nuzzled his ear and lightly. After a while, you stop. My ass must be red to your approval, because you gently rub my ass cheeks ?mmmmm, nice and warm.?I exhale in relief, my ass still stinging a bit. You squeeze my shoulder in encouragement, and then leave me to my thoughts again. I feel your hand between my legs, and I gasp around the gag, squirming a bit. The guests laugh again at my reaction. Embarrassed and feeling suddenly very exposed, I bow my head. You must have sensed my embarrassment, because you reached around. I'd already had two preliminary orgasms, but as he tensed and my lips clasped his cock behind the head, I felt the hot spurts hit the back of my throat and I came at the same time. I shook violently as my cunt clutched my fingers. I was drinking spurt after spurt of semen yet some still oozed out of the corners of my mouth.Later my husband said it was the sight that made him cum off; another man's spunk oozing out while his cock was still buried deep in my throat.We rested, talked and drank. The first trip will be on Friday this week, if you don't mind."I got a strange feeling about "a buried dog" in her attempts to tell me the good news about a successful deal before she mentioned her main problem, the strange Friday night business, which would make any sane man suspicious. She sounded far from happy about telling me that silly matter so I asked, "Where to?"Sandra told me the name of a small town on the coast, only 45 kilometers from us, connected to us with a good road, which had.