Attepmt to watch it.

You want to watch it right away. But since you are in the middle of a lecture, you have to wait till you are done with classes for the day. It is only your first class and it just started. Fuck, six more hours till you could go back to your dorm and watch it.

You try an put it out of your mind and focus on the lecture. This was one of your favorite classes. Video compression techniques for streaming services. You were doing really well in the class and were hoping for make this into your career. You planed to start working for one of the streaming companies to get experience then open your own company consulting.

You managed to succeed in for the most part of forgetting about it, except for a few stray thoughts of how sexy Samantha looked with Elijah's big black cock in her. You still really can't believe petite little mousy Samantha's pussy could fit it. But you had the picture proof and you were about to see how she did it.

But you are able to not dwell on the thought and are able to re-focus on the lecture each time thwir image pops into your head. In your next class, you aren't so diligent and spend the whole time fantasizing about Samantha and how much you want to fuck her. Or lick her cute little pussy. At this point you don't even need to bring up the picture, you had it memorized. Every detail of your crushes gorgeous face, starting with the way it formed a sexy o-shape as she moaned from the magnificent black cock filling her. To how her little pussy was stuck around the girth of that black cock looking like it was trying mightily but futilely to hold back that bitchbreaker. And you knew it was a bitchbreaker. You had heard all the evidence of it breaking in a new bitch atleast biweekly. And you had witnessed the parade of cute innocent little coeds go into Jamal's room to only to view the newly created slut's walk of shame the next day.

As you considered yourself an enlightened feminist and grew up with several sisters, you knew there wasn't any real difference in the women. They weren't lesser or changed or sluts. They still were the same intelligent individuals that walked in. The only real difference is that they had pursued and achieved a good deal of fun. But you still loved the taboo thought that they were now sluts for big cock.

But still, you couldn't help but picture every part of Samantha's perfect tits. How firm and full they were. You now knew every detail of her nipples. You knew how each and every little bump on her areolas looked as they stood out rigidly from her breasts. And you needed to taste them. You had to have your teeth on her lips as she moaned out your name. You wanted to know how her perky boobs felt in your hand. The pictures weren't enough and you knew the video would only temporarily change that. You decided you needed to ask her out and make her yours. Your next class was the one you shared with Samantha. So it would be the best time to ask. You resolve to asking her before the class.