“Sanjay is... Sanjay is quite small.”I guessed as much already and I felt sorry for him. They say that women aren’t really interested in size an... that size doesn’t matter but that is just not so. Size does matter – you ask any woman who is sleeping regularly with a man who has a small one. They know the difference, believe me.Her attention had kept me hard as she marvelled at it. “You’re still so hard,” she told me. “Sanjay’s goes limp very quickly after he comes.”I ran my fingers through her. Most of my classmates speculated that she had been criticized during her own college days, when it was less accepted for women to obtain degrees, and that she took that out on her students. Missing most of her lectures, I hadn't realized how interesting they could be. Her presentation of tendencies of the mind and psychological behavior were intriguing, if not alluring.Slowly I walked up to her after class; waiting for the teacher's pets to finish lavishing her with praises, before I introduced. I will take a back seat as I saw the way Fiona looking at you and I think she wants you," Dave said. "As Tess advised me earlier, I'm just going to let things flow and see what happens. Right now though let's clean up and go to bed and love ourselves, I have wanted to do that since Sunday night," Drew replied. They hurriedly cleared the table, stacked the dish washer and cleaned the kitchen. Tess went to shower while Dave and Drew finished in the kitchen. Once everything was done Dave put his. Tonight sina had a leather hood put on her head with holes for her eyes and mouth. A leather straight jacket held her tightly restrained as she had to kneel and watch her sister wriggle in pain as their Master laid a horse whip on her body. sara’s body soaked up the pain like a sponge and her Master knew if he allowed her a series of orgasms would break out of her like a volcano eruption. He was still pondering if he should grant her that treat. It would be fun to make her cum with her sister.