Skip the last dance

Lee and Osman stood slack-jawed, staring at this hot piece of slutty ass that just offered a true sandwich -- double penetration. While they were paralyzed, Danielle said, "Oh, forget the last dance. Let's go fuck!" She yanked on their belts, pulling them away from the bar.

Lee and Osman both put an arm around Danielle and walked toward the front door. The air outside woke them up a bit and they hailed a cab, since they had come on the company rental bus. The three of them slid into the back seat of the spacious taxi. Osman gave the driver directions, while Lee and Danielle explored each other's mouths in a French kiss.