I assumed it was a typical yoga teacher assist. A few classes later, a similar thing happened. Again, during the relaxation period at the end, I felt ...er touch. This time, she was focusing just one one arm. I felt one of her small, elfin hands on my wrist, gripping it surprisingly tightly given her diminutive size, and her other hand on my upper bicep. She pulled my arm out, almost painfully, then planted it firmly to the mat. Again, she must have put all her weight into it...it felt like every. I’m guessing that they had to be at least ten inches long on soft and very thick, being maybe six inches or more in circumference.I was just amazed seeing them hang there. Their balls are also huge, maybe the size of eggs, and they were hanging half way down behind their cocks. I had never had any interest in men, and certainly not men’s genitals, so I was a little surprised that those pictures of their cocks and balls were so exciting to me and I was getting a hard on. I stood there transfixed. She realized that she enjoyed the sensation.The vibration soon turned into a rumble, the vibration intensified, and she knew she only had a few minutes left to live. The sensation against her sensitive clitoris was extremely pleasant, however, and she knew she was going to have an orgasm, in spite of her fear. In fact, it was the fear that was quickly bringing on the orgasm.Suddenly, as the rumbling grew louder, she saw a headlight of the approaching train as the massive steel monster rounded a. " Fuck you!" Ray shouted from beside me; there was a collective gasp in the room: Ray was the last person who would shout and swear in school. "And I guess we should know it wasn't you as no-one got pissed enough to want to go near you." You fuckin' screwed her," Donna screamed. "We all know you did. I heard you bragging about it today."The headmaster tried to call order, but Ray was standing up and openly shouting at his ex-girlfriend. "Not at College," Ray shouted back. "It was last night..