Blog Comment: 8TH STREET LATINAS have a routine health check. I am your personal consultant. I will lead you through the whole procedure. Please just relax and enjoy your tour." A sweet sound interrupts Philip's meditation. He turns around and finds a little sexy thing in front of him. A nurse, very young girl, is smiling at him. She is not very tall, only to his chest. At the first sight, Philip is almost shocked. She is beautiful, but maybe a little too¡Kdizzying. She is dressed like any other nurse, white smock, white skirt, white headgear. She has blonde hair, twisted a bun at the back of her head. With big blue eyes, straight little nose and ruby lovely lips, she has the face of angel. But her clothes? Philip can't help staring at her chest. The smock seems a bit too tight. It wraps her curvy flesh, only emphasizing how hot her body is. The at least C cup breasts seem likely to burst out in any minute. In fact the first upper button has been unbuttoned somehow. The strict old gentleman can have a peek of her pink brassieres from his angle. Her snow-white arms are exposed from the short sleeves. What is worse, the skirt she wears is inches shorter than normal, not even covering her knees, which makes her leggier. Philip suspects that if he sits down, he will definitely be able to see her thigh and her panties.