“That’s better than a tip.” He laughed as I stumbled out of the car. Indian Sex Video Still angry, I agreed. When I told my story the following Monday Kim, one of the staff-nurses offered her spare room for me to stay in if hubby wouldn’t pick me up. We were both pretty drunk on the taxi ride home and Kim’s dress rose up her thighs quite quickly giving me and the driver a good look at her stocking tops and occasionally her panties, plus when she bent forward to pick up her bag I couldn’t help looking at her boobs and pretty pink nipples; which made me blush. My heart was thumping and my chest heaving as he started dancing with me. By now I was drifting in and out of sleep; so they decided that we should all go to bed. We finished our cigarettes before returning to Kim’s house in a taxi. It was only as my tongue ran across the tight folds of skin that I realised what I was doing; but it was too late as I was in sexual Heaven.
