Slowly I pushed it deeper down my throat. I gagged some as my noses pressed against her flat stomach. I held it there because I loved this. Her body w...as amazing. I ran my hands up and down her toned legs and squeezed her but causing her to push her hips to my face making me feel her dick in my throat. I moved my hands all along her so hot tummy and up her rib cage to play with her small perky tits while caressing every inch of her hard shaft with my tongue. I moved my hands down to her belly. We were all looking forward to meeting this new girl as lesbians, exceptfor Anne, were foreign to our little group of women. Anne was the onlylesbian any of us knew, and her mom was not so sure Anne was a truelesbian, but maybe, just going thru a phase.We were all set up in the kitchen with each one of us taking their usualspot to help knead the dough, or roll it into flat sheets, or fry thelefsa on hot griddled pans.I usually worked by myself at a side counter helping knead the dough.We just. The bartender kept grinning at me. At one point, he came over and asked me if I had enjoyed myself, and asked me if I would do it again for him sometime. I told him I probably would. He said next time, I needed to pee in my panties because that was an even bigger turn-on. I wasn't sure about that, but I told him I would think about it.I left the bar about 30 minutes later feeling thoroughly aroused, and fingered myself to orgasm on the way home thinking about what happened. I had two more. "You started this shit, I'm going to end it you hear me?" "Whatever bitch, whatever!" She begins jerking me with both hands while still staring me right in the eyes. She's in control and she knows it. Not good. I come to my senses and get out of bitch mode. "Turn around and spread your legs damnit!" "Why, what are you going to do? You just going to stick your big dick back inside me and pound my pussy asshole? You going to bang me from the back so you can stare at my phat ass arnt you?".