"Fuck," I muttered to myself.The package was a plain brown cardboard shipping box, sealed across the top with transparent shipping tape. There was no ...abel, and no markings of any kind that I could see. Still trembling, I nudged the box with my left big toe and slid it 6" back. It was not empty, weighing, I guessed, in the neighborhood of five pounds. I couldn't stop trembling and I couldn't stop biting my lower lip. I hated this box.You can't leave it out there, I told myself.What if it's a. I almost thought I would stand up and walk away in disgust, thinking that she was some kind of sex freak. But I didn’t, I sat right there and watched her.Just then, she got up and made her way towards the park’s bathroom, that I had just left. Every few steps, she would turn back to me and smile, using her index finger to give me that, come here hand gesture.I really didn’t know why she would beckon me, but I was determined and excited to find out. I was also very hopeful that she was a sex. It was so exciting to hold a sexy cock, after all these years. We were both starting to get hard again. I picked up my camera and sat him on the bed to my right. I held the camera with my left, selfie style. "Hold each other's cocks," I said, and we did. I got a couple of pictures that way.Ted said, "OK, now our cocks together." We stood, then faced each other with our dicks next to each other. We were both about the same size, six plus, but his dick was thicker. Mine had a bigger head.. He removed his hands from her buttocks and slid a finger inside her pussy and started to thrust it in and out bending it as he did so to stroke her pubic bone. He parted her buttocks with his free hand and started making circular motions on her arsehole, all the time probing her pussy with the fingers of his other hand. She raised he bottom off the massage table and he could see she was dripping wet. He placed his hands under her stomach and raised her so she was kneeling on the table and then.