Her thin knee-length dress was soaked and clinging to her body. The wet dress closely followed every curve of Catherine's body, especially her ample b...reasts.Just as the clouds opened up, and the rain came down in wind driven sheets, Michael pulled up and offered Catherine a lift. She had known Michael since first arriving at the college. Michael had been one of the first people she had met there, and she liked what she saw.Michael worked in the maintenance department at the college. He had. We had a new kind of relationship now. She was sort of my mentor and I trusted her. At that moment, with my body still vividly glowing from the pleasure she'd given it, I was a little in love with her. (Yes, I know it sounds strange, but you don't know Donna.)I only resisted briefly when she reached out an arm and pulled my face down to hers. As she drew me close I had an impression of perfect tits jiggling when she flexed her arm, of wonderfully full lips slightly parted as she pulled me ever. He even bought me all the materials, they were waiting for me at his place on the evening he suggested it. So I just kind of went along with it. I couldn’t think up a good reason to refuse, and he seemed so enthusiastic about the idea, I didn’t feel I could say ‘no’.It was the same when he suggested I shape my eyebrows a bit more femininely. And he was right: they looked so good after! I forgot that before they were so ugly and masculine! Thankfully he was there to point that out. I got a few. God! This is so fucking awesome. I was licking both sides of the neck furiously and never stopped my stroke. Finally, when I felt her orgasm subside I turned her around on her one shoulder and came behind her and put my dick inside. I started fucking her again while grabbing her boob really tight. This time my stroke was small but fast. In between, I used to kiss her lips, suck her boobs, and grab her ass. Oh fuck, her ass is so beautiful. I could still feel the Goosebumps recalling the view.