Then he dropped his pants and boxers in one swift motion and stepped out of them.As he did this, I felt a lump in my throat as I saw the size of his c...ck. Gemma had teased me that Daryl was possessed with a horse-size cock, but even so, nothing prepared me for the huge piece of meat that sprang, nearly vertical, and slapped his belly as he lowered his pants and boxers. This guy was a freak of nature; his cock must have been as long as a household aerosol spray and about as thick as well.Gemma. But as time passed, our playing needed a little more impetus, we were now at the stage where we now enjoyed the feel of our bodies pressing together, and we would entangle our legs, as we took turns in pleasuring each other, we had now developed our masturbating skills to a fine art, thanks mainly to our openness, in guiding each other to get the best from our experiences.Then one night something changed, well I changed, or I should say my body changed, I started menstruating, and my body. Once in the living room the raincoat was removed to show Don was naked except for his cock cage and his hands were tied behind him and his ankles tied together. They sat him on a dining chair and tied him to the back. Rita took a ball gag out of her handbag and roughly put it around his head.“There you are! Nice and comfy?” asked Rita and he nodded his head in reply.“Let the fun begin!” said Steve.The room was soon filled with naked bodies. Rita stood in front of Don and said, "Have a good look. The fiery redhead with the bright green eyes and petite, tattooed body had been my sex buddy since we were seventeen in high school. We were a perfect match in the bedroom and a toxic nightmare everywhere else. Our relationship was pure sexual energy, driven by lust and full of explosive experiences together. Her bisexual attitude led to many girls moving in and out of our relationship and my acceptance and willingness to share her led to a few guys as well. For some reason, she kept coming.