She always used to wear tight t-shirts and jeans, reflecting her firm boobs and 34-28-34 figure appropriately. I always had this urge to see how those...firm boobs were confined in that tiny t-shirt. Usually, we all sat very quietly in the cab after a whole night of hard work. But this one night, while I was sitting in the middle seat with my headphones on, I felt a head on my shoulder.I opened my eyes to see that Angela, who was sitting next to me had fallen asleep with her head on my shoulder.. .... Having made the drinks I took them over to the kitchen table looking down at his ankles I could definitely see they were nylon stockings or tights .....what the hell was Mr Williams doing with them on under his trousers.....As we chatted I couldn't help but keep looking down at his ankles and eventually he noticed what I was doing and looked down blushing as he saw what had grabbed my attention ''Oh dear Peter what can I say'' he uncrossed his legs and sat there blushing deeply as I looked. I noticed her perfume from time to time as she worked closely with me and I found her attractive, pleasing to the eye. Contact with the females who took care of me was all the contact I had with females for two years now. Tonight going out to diner she was not per say working and didn’t have her usual tight fitting clothing on. As I drove home I couldn’t help but think back on the times her body had brushed mine as she worked with me and the fresh image of her breasts.It dawned on me she was. .curious if her actual cum would taste different. After a couple of minutes of licking her, she moved her pussy away slightly.I craned my neck to reach her cunt but it was just out of reach in my restricted position."Beg for it," she ordered.I joked, "Shouldn't you be begging me?" Do you want to lick my cunt or not?" She questioned.The only thing I could see was her cunt and I did indeed want to resume licking her. I answered, "Yes." Yes, what?" She questioned."Let me lick your pussy," I.