At last I saw her just as I removed my briefs, almost immediately my cock sprang to attention as if standing on ceremony for his hidden admirer. After... a bit of cock and ball checking to keep her interested I went to the shower, probably taking less time than normal as I would once again have to shower after giving my show. I repeated the scenario of the first show and dried myself off in the utility room again making a big show of drying my erect cock and heavy aching balls. I again turned away. In the face of it all, we formed a fast bond - the new kids on the block against the old guard of mostly male, mostly tenured, and all white professors.Stephanie was twenty-eight, and I'd just turned thirty. She's half-black, I'm fully Hispanic, but we'd both grown up in relatively affluent and predominantly white suburban neighbourhoods. We shared stories of our privileges and struggles - discrimination from all sides. We'd been called the usual slurs by white people, while the minority. Was it as big as the biggest cock on the machine... would it feel as good?.She enjoyed his hands on both cheeks of her ass, even out there in the parking lot in bright sun light. He stepped away and she saw the outline of his hard cock pushing the robe out. She felt a strong flush in her pussy as she wondered what it would feel like... driving into her cunt.She thought about Will, dear Will and she thought, I'm not doing anything so bad honey... just thinking about it... I don't think Will. ‘I think you killed him. Oh my god, you killed my fiancé!’ ‘Don’t be such a drama-queen, you little bitch. I didn’t kill him, I just knocked him out. That gives us time for another round. I think I’ll fuck your ass this time.’ Now Cindy was staring at him agape, stunned by his callous arrogance. She felt insulted, disgusted, and worst of all she still couldn’t stop looking at the thick nine-inch cock which was somehow still stoically erect. Tears filled her eyes as her body and mind were torn.