The more beautiful woman was exactly that. She was a goddess. She was young, probably in her early 20’s. She had an exotic look to her. Was she Indi...n? Pakistani? Maybe even Persian? She had warm, caffe au lait skin, full lips that demanded kisses, and dark hair that had light brown accents. She had fantastic tits. They were large but not too large for her petite body and they looked natural. On her small frame her 36 C or D cups looked absolutely luscious. One of the men kept calling her by. First, let me give you some background information before getting to the more juicy parts of the story.I have been going out with my girlfriend for nearly five years now. She is incredible in so many ways. I consider myself very lucky to have a girl who is as good to me and as pretty as she is. Perhaps it’s good genes or just sheer luck, however each of the three females in her family are beautiful for different reasons. Now, my girlfriend has a great body, with her ass being her greatest. ’ It was almost noon when we entered the Union. Heather’s brother, Bruce, spotted us quickly and gave me a dirty look. I tried not to look guilty. But the little pieces of grass on her rumpled tee shirt didn’t help any. Heather hugged Bruce and in answer to his questions, informed him that she: was fine, had spent the night at the apartment of a female graduate student I knew, and had seen the Milky Way for the first time. Bruce eased up. Heather said she had to go back to the girl’s dorm and. I felt this urge for competition. I wanted my seed to compete with theirs and reach her more deeply….So I pulled both of her fair heavy legs towards me and started thumping her. Now, I was fucking her so madly she had to close her mouth just to make sure she doesn’t wake up the neighhors.“Ahhhh ,, ammmahh, pls swami slow down , I can’t take it any more….you are fucking me so good”I didn’t listen to her and just pumped her even harder. She then orgasmed and I could feel her juices warming my.