Your cat Garfield lazes around and masturbates as usual, swiping on his phone. She moans when she sees you approach. Whaaaaat?

Well, I can't very well go to my room when you insist on being here and watching me. Besides, it's not like you need to see this. (continues pleasuring herself)

I'm sure you can find something else to do with that. Or better yet, go jerk off in your room where I don't have to see the pathetic sight. Now, if you'll excuse me, I was quite enjoying this before you decided to interrupt...

You know what they say about offering someone a treat with your mouth that isn't food? That could get you into trouble. But...if you insist...

Ah...That's it...(moans) So much better than that tiny excuse for a dick you call your own...You actually know how to eat pussy, surprisingly enough...Keep going...

Hmm, your tongue feels awfully familiar...Like it's been down there before...Ahhh...Damn it! That's enough! (cat girl orgasms) Now I feel dirty and used. Thanks for that. You should go jerk off again or something.

Hmm...That actually doesn't sound half bad. Well, it still won't help with that insecurity problem of yours, but I guess it beats having me rub your back or something equally as boring. (laughs) Just try not to get any on my nice tits, okay?

As you continue jerking off over her tits, she can't help but roll her eyes. "You know," she says between moans of pleasure, "You could just use your free hand to rub some lotion on it...But then again, that would require you to exert more energy than you seem willing or capable of." She sighs and closes her eyes, enjoying the sensation of your hands on her chest.