Pleasure Train
love with the feisty little woman.
    Stripping his clothes off as quickly as possible, he tossed them on one of the benches. Josh still held Willow by the upper arms. Mikey stood looking at her from behind for a moment. She was beautiful, in a sort of edgy way. Her hair just brushed her nicely curved shoulders, and he loved the color. Ashy-blonde for the top layer but dark-brunette beneath that peeked out when she shook her head. She wasn’t too skinny but had nice curves, womanly curves. And her ass…her ass was the highlight for him. It was round and full, the tattoo of the tiger paws was only an extension of the full picture. The cheeks of her ass were striped like a tiger, in muted oranges and black. The tat wrapped around her hips like a tiger’s pelt, and he had seen where it came together just above her pussy in a faux belt. It was an unusual tattoo, and he couldn’t imagine how many hours it must have taken to complete. Looking at her had given him a hard-on so stiff it was almost painful. He could wait no longer.
    Coming up behind her, he smoothed his hand over the cheek of her ass. He felt her quiver beneath his touch. He smiled, knowing this was going to be good. Josh stepped away from her and began stripping his clothes off. Mikey leaned forward, nipping the place where her neck curved into her shoulder. She gasped. “If it gets to be too much, let me know, okay?” he asked, nuzzling her ear.
    She nodded, not saying anything.
    He reached around from behind, pressing his dick into the cleft of her ass, and cupped her breasts. She was breathing a little harder than normal, but he liked that. It showed she was excited. Her breasts were firm and heavy, the nipples tightly pebbled. He flicked them and heard her give a little gasp. Josh came up in front of her again, finished undressing. Mikey noticed he had a pretty big hard-on also. “Brace her,” Mikey said, nodding at Josh.
    “I’m going to take that hot cunt of yours from behind so I can look at what an awesome ass you have while I’m fucking you,” Mikey said into her ear.
    She drew in a sharp breath, quivering beneath his touch. She acted like she was ready to explode.
    Releasing her breasts, Mikey backed up far enough to get a good look at her behind. He placed his hand on her shoulder and urged her to bend over. She bent at the waist, and Josh braced her with his hands beneath her shoulders. Mikey grinned, noticing how it put her pert little mouth right in line with Josh’s dick. Might get to kill two birds with one stone here.
    Getting back to business, Mikey reached between Willow’s thighs, pushing against one to let her know to widen her stance. She scooted her feet a little farther apart. As a reward, he reached forward and spread her pussy lips, catching her clit between his fingers. He rubbed it, feeling the little bump of her sweet pearl. She moaned, arching her back slightly. He let go, not wanting to take her too far just yet.
    Letting go of her swollen clit, he dipped two fingers inside the heat of her pussy. Jesus, she was wet and slick. Ready for him.
    He took his cock in his hand and rubbed the head of it against her opening. She shoved back. Oh yeah. With one smooth move, he thrust into her, groaning at the tight heat of her cunt. Mikey heard her let out a little “oh,” and then his mind focused on the tight squeeze her pussy was giving his dick, milking him. Taking her hips firmly in his hands, he began to set the rhythm, diving in and out, generating even more heat between them. She matched his thrusts, banging her ass against him as if she couldn’t get him deep enough.
    Mikey looked over the top of her. Josh was gazing down at her face, his own flushing red. There was no reason why they both couldn’t enjoy pleasing Willow. “Josh,” he ground out. “Go for it.”
    Josh glanced at him then back down at Willow. “Open,” he told her.
    Mikey slowed his thrusts while Josh seated himself into her mouth. He could tell when

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