I spent countless hours downloading porn at the computer, while Katie and her mother sat on the couch watching television. I pretended to watch too an... contributed the occasional comment to their ongoing babble, but my words were meant to make them look my way. What they saw at times was my phallus at full erection, pressed long and hard and tight against my stomach, concealed only by the thin fabric of my shorts. On one or two occasions, I even let the engorged red-purple head throb its way. Every time Harte looked like he was about to tell her he loved her, she'd start touching herself to distract him enough to shut up.In all that time they'd never touched once. Watching. Only watching.Sparrow loved him too much to tell him so. And if she ever fucked him she knew he'd never leave town.She knew he'd been with others, just as she had, but they never talked about such things. They just watched each other with a mutual craving for the disaster she would never allow.A feeling of. He couldn't use his hands. No problem. But he could still make themfeel he was a man whose battle with heartburn defined him, a lifelongbattle with no real relief in sight, the heartburn was ... Coleman smiledat his own cleverness ... also heartache. He began again, "When you eatlike I do, heartburn - dare I say it! - is part of the game." Yeah. Um. That was ... that was really ... we ...um, we have yourinformation, right? If it works out, we'll get in contact. Tell the nextone to come in on. Well, there was a small whimper or two as her lips and clit got a spit-polish.“Celine, I have to say that was both beautiful and amazing; I have never seen someone cum so hard just from having their nipples played with,” I offered once everyone had calmed down.“I think it’s because I’m so small, all the nerve endings must be really close to the surface. Anyway, it seems like my nipples are hardwired to my clit because the slightest touch and I cum hard,” she giggled, ”I have these vibrating.