I'd had several lovers before marrying my husband and a few of them had bigger cocks, but Danny knew how to use his. All in all I've been damn happy w...ith my choice of husbands. Which makes the story I am about to relate all the dumber.My best friend Becky invited me to a bridal shower for her sister Rosemary. It was typical shower with a lot of gag gifts and kidding around. I did my fair share of the kidding by giving Rosemary a large polish sausage with a jar of Vaseline and a note telling her. 'Make love to me, Fred. Don't hold back. You won't hurt me.'He closed his eyes and emitted a harsh groan. Then he turned his face into her hand and kissed her palm. Carefully he lowered himself until her belly pressed into his. He rested his forearms on either side of her shoulders and then pushed deeper.His mouth found hers. Hungry. Hot. Demanding even as he was exceedingly gentle.He found a slow, sensual rhythm, rocking against her as he filled her again and again. He was patient, working her. She choked and spluttered. She really did not like the ring gag.I gave her a moment and then secured the collar around her neck she was now well and truly stuck. The collars made her have to sit up and keep collar from digging into her throat.Before she could regain composure, I grabbed her tongue, pulled it out with a pair of pliers, and pierced it with a long hot rod I had been hiding.I kept hold of her tongue with the pliers and fitted a barb with a hairy briskly stud in it.I then pierced. I felt every blast of cum like it was being shot from a fire hose. I could feel each spurt soaking my insides coating me with thick, creamy cum. And I came so hard, Oh fuck! Oh fuck!”Beth was cumming as she told the story. She was riding waves of orgasm and screaming out obscenities like I’ve never heard from her. Her hips were bucking up off the love seat and she was digging her fingers into her pussy while screaming out orgasm after orgasm. And then she collapsed onto the love seat panting.