“Hey, how’s it coming?” Cynthia inquired. “Ready for some help yet?” Collin had a hard time shifting his line of sight from her shapely form.... Still looking at his sister, he uttered a low whistle.“Geez, Sis, just as I get into concentration mode, you come in here looking like that? Not a nice thing to do to a guy, ya know.” He looked into her eyes, noting that warm sparkle still residing in them, and smiled at her. She returned his greeting with a chuckle of her own.“What’s your problem? Never. "Oh, my god.” He gasps. “Oh god, yes!"I tighten my grip and continue gently pulling on him. He stiffens quickly, and so I slowly and deliberately lengthen the stroke.Dad turns his face towards me, his eyes tearing. “I want to remember your mom… won’t you wear one of her dresses for just a few minutes?”We have been here many times, and in spite of dad beseeching me with that teary look, he is asking for something he knows I absolutely will not provide. I know that if I dress like my mother, he. For instance, there is a round pillow right next to the bed where the human would sleep. It’s lined with very fluffy material that looks like it’d be fun to scratch and sharpen my nails on. The human is moving closer to me, and I watch him wearily. Crouching down as he gets closer, my tail twitches showing my displeasure, and my ears flatten a bit on my head. For some reason, most humans don’t listen to my body language. I’m not sure if that’s the case for any other kitty, but I’d be most. I moved down with new enthusiasm, I could now feel the top of her arse hole, it was wonderful little and tight, clean and with no ugly bits hanging out. I just moved my finger in tiny little circular movements round the rim just catching her hole slightly now and again; it was perfect, hadn’t been invaded by some dirty cock and with a lovely smell of clean fresh cunt juice mingled with a musty smell of sex. I didn’t dare push my finger in her hole, I just drifted into it with a little push and.