I crawled on top of him and leaned back and let him take a look at my breasts as I held them for him. My long, curly, auburn red hair was flowing down...my shoulders and in my face as he looked me over. I straddled his leg so I could rub my wetness and my pussy all over his body. I leaned down and kissed him with such desire and he wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. As I moved my lips down his body, I could feel his heart pounding inside his chest. What a turn on to know I am working. I desperately wanted her. My world kept spinning as Olivia kept her lips locked with mine. Her other hand skillfully and swiftly undoing my jeans. Our lips parted and I noticed Olivia face the doorway. “Come in”, she said. Somewhat surprised, I sat up. I knew what was coming. My blood raced such that I could feel myself breathing quickly. The moment Victor walked in, I knew that they had me. The next few minute were precise, practiced even. “Hello Sophia”, he said, still with that undeniable. I started sucking and before long he pulled out and asked me if I wanted to meet outside and I agreed even if it was just to put a face to that cock.We met just outside of the stores door, he was about 60 years old and in good shape for a man of his age. He asked me if I wanted to go to a party at a friend of his was having. I followed him to his friends house and when we entered I was surprised to find about twenty or so people in various age and stages of dress. My cock which was semi hard. I shoved my hands down my body to rub my pussy through my jeans and panties, my juices flowing. I moved to my bed, staring at my sisters’ dainty, delicate unmentionables. I licked my lips and... That box sat there on my desk. I could feel it. I threw a look at it over my shoulder. It was so mysterious. This text. This object. This was so crazy. Why would anyone send me this? It was like some sort of weird prank and... “Dammit!” I whirled around. “Stupid box!”I couldn’t focus on masturbating.