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A room cleaning woman casually walked in the empty hallway. The students were busy eating dinner and some were having a soaked in the hot spring right now so not a soul could be seen on that floor.
The cleaning woman merely shifted her head left and right before she shoved the master key to that room. Then she swiftly went inside leaving her cleaning cart behind so no one would suspect if ever the person in this room returned.
She sneakily went to the closet and casually placed a million-dollar necklace in a suitcase then hurriedly went out as fast as she came. She shifted her head left and right, and when she made sure that no one was around, she whistled her way towards the toilet.
She shoved the cart aside and went into a cubicle where a middle-aged woman with only her underwear on was seating unconscious on the hard cold marble floor.
She removed her clothes and carefully put it on the unconscious woman.
When she was sure that everything was perfect as it should be, she swiftly left that floor and went into the upper level.
“Is it done?” Holley Goldwood asked while looking at the scenery outside her window with both arms crossing in front of her chest.
“Yes, ma’ lady.”
After the cleaning lady left the room, a masked woman all in black peeled off a thin sheet that looked exactly like the wall that stealthily covered her entire body.
She tiptoed her way towards that suitcase and grabbed that necklace that the cleaning lady just placed before exiting the room.
I removed my towel and laid comfortably on the massage bed, flat on my stomach. I was assaulted by the heavenly mattress that I almost sleep my way into dreamland. It was not soft nor hard.
Just the right feel.
Then the masseuse handed me a sleeping mask which I put on and resumed to slump my body on that soft clouds. The masseuse immediately covered the lower half of my body with a blanket. I closed my eyes, readying myself to be pampered to the max.
“What’s wrong?” I wanted to glance at the girls, but my head was currently stuck in that hole usually provided on a massage bed, and I couldn’t exactly see anything because of the mask.
Estela and Zoe both replied at the same time, their voice a little strange and high pitched.
I shrugged my shoulders and resumed to close my eyes.
After a moment – a warm, somewhat callus hand electrified my shoulders sending bolts of voltage which crawled all the way to my spine causing me twitched.
Then after some more time of massaging and rubbing, I had gotten used to that feeling and finally relaxed.
I paid no mind that those hands were somewhat big for a girl… and that touch…
I could smell the fresh lemon honeyed oil and the sound of palms rubbing together. I softly moaned when those heated palms melted my shoulders, completely rendering my bones immobile at the heavenly sensation.
I held my breathe when the masseuse’s palms rubbed my shoulders all the way down to my tailbone and spread to my hips again and again.
I couldn’t help the soft moans rumbled in my throat at the onslaught of pleasure after pleasure.
Then it stopped.
I didn’t know what happened, but after some time I could feel that the blanket that was covering my naked butt was being pulled down – slowly.
Like the masseuse was contemplating whether to pull it all down, or just halfway through.
Then the blanket finally made its decision to cover half of my butt.
My eyes flung open when the blanket suddenly flew away from my body and rested on my upper back, completely exposing my naked bottom cheeks and legs.
What? Is this the way they massage here?
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