Osman gets pushed off

Osman wakes up, his wilting cock slipping from Danielle's lips. He couldn't have been out more than a few seconds. Danielle pushed his hips, off of her, saying, "Off! Off!" Osman rolled off and looked down at his coworker. She was smiling with cum dripping down her face. Farther down, Lee had just finished squirting spunk on her belly, his hand still grasping his cock. Danielle was rubbing it into her belly and licking her fingers. What a cum-slut!

She gazed up at Osman and said, "You mentioned that you had tequila?" Oh, my God! She wanted more ****! Osman thought to himself.

He said, "Sure, let's go get some, Danielle." He got off the bed, helping her up. The cum from the two men dripped from her body. She wiped her mouth with her arm, smearing it more than removing it. She hugged him, leaving residue on his chest, shoulder, and belly. Lee came over and between the two of them, they helped Danielle into the kitchen. She seemed very coherent, just a little unstable on her feet. Osman pulled a bottle of Patron tequila from the cupboard, wishing he had some rotgut tequila, instead of the designer fifty bucks a bottle stuff. He only had one shot glass, so he pulled out three other juice glasses and filled them. As usual, he put one down in front of Lee, two in front of Danielle, and one for himself.

"Bottoms up!" Lee extolled. He downed his in one gulp. Danielle said, "Cheers!" before she swallowed her two shots in rapid succession. Osman sipped his, trying to savor the taste of the expensive tequila. Finally, he gave up and threw the rest back quickly.

Danielle said, "Now, I think you two are loosened up enough for some real fucking. Back to the bed room!" She was energized by the ****, amazingly. She grabbed a hand from each man and yanked them back to Osman's bed. Once there, she pulled Lee in front of her and Osman behind. She kissed Lee, and Osman kissed her neck. They all ran their tongues over the others, until Danielle broke off, saying, "Okay, everyone in bed!"