”Woh –“Main abhi washroom jake aati hu waise bhi pi karne ka man kar raha hai.”Main – “Phone leke jao washroom mein please.”Woh -“Kyu?... Aa rahi hu 2 minute mein ruko to sahi.”Main – “Nahi mujhe tumhari chut se nikalte mut ki jo awaaz hoti hai woh sun ni hai.”Who – “Chi kitne gande ho tum aisa kaun karta hai ?”Main – “Tumhe bata raha hu utna karo na jan please.”Woh – “Accha thik hai ja rahi hu ruko.”Woh washroom mein chali gayi. Usne nal ko chalu kiya apni cht ko saf kiya. Fir mutne lagi jiski. “Got ya boss. So what are we going to teach him about our personal lives?” Bitsy asked.“Teach him anything you think he can handle. You are a grown up, and what you do with your friends is none of our business,” I admitted. “But don’t be surprised, if he knows more than any of us.”“Why do you say that?” she asked.“Australia isn’t a puritan type country. We are more like that than anyone else in the world. Australia’s first settlers were, for the most part, criminals and whores,” I suggested.. We watched for a few more minutes, till we heard a car door slam. In a rush, Brad turned off the TV VCR and we rushed out the back door. I assume Brad hit the bathroom, but we were in the woods before I could ask. Eric and I walked to the trail through the woods and started back to the barn. ‘That was awesome! I never saw that kind of stuff! My dick is still hard!’ Looking over, he saw that mine was as well. ‘Lets go jack off.’ I sped up and followed him to the loft, eager to jack off. As we. He put his arm around her and drew her in close, kissing the top of her head lightly. That tingle was back as he touched her and she shivered slightly pressing herself in just a little bit closer to keep the tingle going and make it as strong as she could.She still didn't understand what was causing it, but she was pretty sure it wasn't just the normal operation of the collar. When she realized what was happening, she had spent a number of hours combing the net for information on the collars.