Or atleast Betty may also enjoy making them suffer too. So she called Betty'scabin for a chat.Betty's response was, " What is a FMP?" Ann went into gr...at detail whatshe does to create a FMP for boys. Betty thought for a minute, andreplied, that is so devilish, and devious....and I love it! But, Idon't know how to do it!Ann replied, "Just bring your boys and Judy down to my room in an hour,and I will demonstrate for you."Next, Ann called each of her Families cabins, and told them to meet inher. I went into the lounge and sat on the long couch. Jessica sat on one of the single chairs across from me. I wasn’t sure what to say. We sat in silence for a moment.I looked across at her. Her hands were caressing the material of her fishnet stockings. I was beginning to feel my cock rapidly expand up the side of my leg. Watching a pretty female caressing her stockings always excited me. I don’t know if it turned them on, but it definitely never failed to arouse me.“Are you still cold?” I asked,. It surprised me, but I sort of liked it. Maybe it was the alcohol effecting my libido. She continued to talk with me, and she started to touch my hand and then arm. Then I knew she was coming on to me when she leaned over to whisper something to me and she "accidentally" brushed my breast. She leaned over again, this time he hand lingered longer on my breast. I found myself pushing my breast toward her hand. I really liked how it felt. At one point I had to use the bathroom, and she came. “Kaisa raha?” meine jawab nahi diya aur phirse unke sar ko meri oar ghumakar unke hontho mei meri honth dedi. Bhayya ne mere honth choomthe hue meri ek choochi pakad kar jor se masal diye. “Aaahh.. Bhayya.. itni jorse nahin..” bolne ko boli pan mujhe aise mijwane mei khoob maza aya. Abb mei samajh gayee ki mujhe Vinod uncle se ya mere pati se maza kyon nahi atatha. Mujhe aise rough handle karna pasand hai mere apti ya uncle mujhese aie pesh atathe ki mei koi kanch ki gudiya hoon aur jor lagane.