Emma shook her head, trying to shake off all the thoughts that came with it. "I was just babbling, don't worry about it," she said, grabbing his hands and placing them on her breasts. "You can touch them however you like. I said we won't be doing any sex, it's just touch, so it's fine..." She continued, but then asked with confusion, "But can't you masturbate?"
Kevin wished inwardly that she wouldn't ask this question, as he really didn't have a good answer for it. Out of the many excuses he could have used, he opted for the simplest and perhaps the most believable one.
Looking down at her chest, avoiding her gaze, he answered, "I tried, but I wasn't able to finish. My penis would go limp after a while... The one I just had before was the first after a week..."
Emma nodded in understanding, surprising Kevin. With pity in her voice, she said, "You must be in a lot of pain, you poor thing."
