I helped her clear the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher. ‘You don’t have to stay if you don’t want to. I appreciate your playing with ...he boys, but you probably have better things to do.’ ‘It was fun for me too,’ I replied. ‘My sister has two little girls. Not quite the same for me.’ Elly laughed, ‘I suppose not, playing dolls.’ ‘They’re very cute and sweet, so I do like being with them,’ ‘You have any pictures?’ I showed her several pictures of the girls, my older sister, and my. He watched as she slowly began to back out. She was reaching behind her for the door handle when she froze again, staring at something. He couldn’t tell what yet but he had a pretty good idea. When he had collapsed into bed after his wank he couldn’t remember pulling his shorts up and as such they were probably still sitting just below his balls. He knew any second she should be beating a hasty retreat, but instead she just stood there a while longer. He noticed her move her head from his. ” I nudged him with my elbow and he gave me a brittle smile. “Yea but neither of those things are something i can do with my sister Cory.” He shook his head and returned to his coffee. I just chuckled again. “Well at least one anyway.” I told him and took a sip from mine own cup. He looked over at me and frowned. “What do you mean only one?” I looked over at him and smiled. “I can help with the kissing part. I’m told I’m an excellent kisser. By both men and women.” He blushed and looked down.. I lay there stunned but I didn't stop fingering myself. In fact, I loosened my jeans, put another finger inside, and leaned back pulling my feet up and masturbated myself to a wonderful, hot orgasm; dreaming it was my dad fingering me.I pulled my pants back together and went downstairs and asked Mom if I could talk to her. She looked a bit funny but said sure and we sat at the kitchen table, the one that held her just hours before as my brother fucked her."What is it, sweetheart?" Well, I don't.