A miriad of toys, for good or bad

Thinking better of having an orgasm your sister wasn't involved in, you put on some sweats and head down. The room temperature air against your face doubles the feeling of the cum against your face. As tempting as it is to lick it all you really don't want to piss her off. Although, putting pants on might have already done that. But they are just so damn soft. Making your way downstairs you see your sister on the porch looking for the delivery guy.

"Damn, I was gonna flash him as a thank you." She says, thinking about it some more you realize that she never used to be that raunchy. As far as you knew anyway. But to be realistic things have been very different over the past day. She walks back in carrying a large box. Easily like two feet by two by four. "Are you gonna come look at these with me or what?" She says, not noticing that you are wearing pants.

Walking right back up the stairs, "My room or yours?"

"Mine, I can hide this shit easier than you can. Although we might not need to hide for long." You don't even need to look to imagine the look on her face as she said that. Although given what she's carrying, you aren't sure what to think. Part of you is excited because You have no idea what is in there. The other is fear for the same reason. "Go into my main desk drawer and grab the scissors." She says walking into her room only to put box on her bed. Taking the scissors from you she rips the packing tape faster than a kid at Christmas. "Wow! This is some neat packaging!" Reaching in she pulls out effectively a platter, a few inches thick with the width of the box. Placing it on the bed you see it neatly organized with different toys, manuals, and other things you didn't expect. And just a few seconds later she had laid out the entire contents of a box. "UGH! So many cool things! So little time! I really want to try so many of these things. Okay, well lets start with..."