Her tits and shoulders now exposed, Mr. Cramer leaned in and began feasting on the young girl's creamy soft flesh. "Oh God, pleeease..." Amy moaned a...s she arched her back and offered her tits up to Mr. Cramer. "I am not the one you should be begging, slut. You should be pleading with Mr. Hernandez if you want something. Perhaps you should be on your knees begging him," Mr. Cramer said. Amy sat up and finished shedding her blouse and bra as Mr. Hernandez pulled his wet, sticky fingers from her. Abha didn’t come to wait yet but I started pretending to sleep since 12am itself. I was waiting for her and finally she came at around 1am. She switched on the light and I started acting to sleep. I didn’t move my eyes at all and was taking deep breathes so that she gets fully sure that I was in deep sleep. She called for me but I didn’t budge. She even came to me and kept on staring at me if I show some kind of movement but nope ! I knew she was staring at me and decided not to show any kind. She definitely noticed - it was right there for all to see. I braced myself for her screams but nothing came. After a few minutes I opened my eyes and looked across to my wife, she laid there with her eyes closed and seemed so calm. My chest was done and the masseuse moved down to finish on my legs but didn’t make any moves under the towel this time. Our massages came to an end and the masseuses stepped out to let us dress. I tried to play it cool and asked my wife if she enjoyed her massage.. Mum, don't make me do that its so boring I said whinging. She just again for the second time just gave me a dirty look. I carried on watching the tele and tried getting out of giving her a massage when again she hinted about a little back rub. In the end I gave up, let me finish this tea and I mean it, 5 minutes and 5 minutes only I said. Your a star she replied with a big smile on her face. A few minutes went by and I said to mum that it would make it easier if she sat on the floor in-between.