I’ve just heard such horror stories from the doctors who came to treat the whores in the brothel. They always told us to check out our customers coc...k as we played with it and if we saw any open sores or warts or unusual coloring to wash our hands in hot water with lye soap and get rid of the man.”“I never stopped to think about any kind of a disease that whores might carry.”“I’m OK. I never caught any of the diseases. I was very careful.”“I wasn’t saying anything against you, Opal Anne. I guess. My eyes drifted back down to the pendant, which swung gently as she leaned over her report, writing.My heart pounded. Was Joy a member of the Daisy Chain, I thought? I looked her over. Her dark hair was short, styled close to her head, and her face was plain, her blue eyes quite striking against the framework of dark hair, and her nails were cut short. That didn't mean anything, at least I didn't think so. What was I looking for? Had I fooled myself into thinking I had some kind of radar for. She says. Reaching for the waistband of my boxers she slides them down exposing my cock to her full gaze for the first time. Im not huge by any means about six and half inches long, but I am fairly thick and have a very pronounced up ward curve. An attribute that many women have said is just right for rubbing against their g spot while having sex. Her eyes widen as she reaches out and touches my cock for the first time. Her hand gently wrapping itself as far around my width as she can. Her. Her face lit up upon spotting me and she subsequently cut through the crowd. I looked over to Coach and he was smiling towards her as well, shaking his head.Damn, even Coach under her spell like everyone else in here.As she got closer, Coach stepped from next to me and swallowed her with a mammoth embrace, showering her with kisses along the neck and shoulders. She was all giggles and glee trapped in this storm of affection. With an arm still around her waist, he turned towards me and stretched.