....I say you are Consuela Calvo Aragon. What do you say???That is crazy. I am a Spanish citizen. I am just a homemaker, a mother. I am here on vacati...n with my son. I have never heard of this woman. This is a case of mistaken identity. If you call my embassy, you will see. This is mistaken identity.??Of course you would say that, Senora.? Then his tone changed. ?Do you think you can get away with lying to me? If you lie to me, I will take strong measures with you. Do you understand what. Emboldened by the wine and well into the second bottle we played a bitof truth or dare."Ok, the truth, please.." asked Jane, "do you fancy the boss?" Nick's a bit of a perv - he keeps leering at my bum and legs..." I pausedfor effect, "...but Sarah, she's really hot."After a moment's hesitation where I caught Jane's eye and I could senseshe wasn't sure if I was joking, we both burst out laughing. It didn'ttake much more alcohol or many more rounds before we both admitted thetruth that we both. She sighed with a relief as the cotton slid from her and exposed her soft breasts to my caring touch. With the hand that hadn’t clasped her waist keeping her body against mine I began to caress the softness of her breast and lowered my lips to kiss the mounds beneath me. Lips parted, I took her erected nipple into my mouth and began to lightly bite on the tip of it making it harder still and she squirmed beneath me as a little moan escaped from her lips. Between us we carried on removing each. She raised the goblets above her head, her eyes lowered modestly but her breasts thrust out proudly to display her nipples that were still erect from the cold of the refrigerator and no small measure of sexual desire. She could feel the warm, throbbing openness inside her pussy again, and her clitoris was exquisitely sensitive. For a moment, she was concerned that her wetness would stain His carpet where her open pussy was pressed against the floor, but there was nothing she could do about.