After a disappointing experience with a previous massage and salon, I decided it was time to treat myself and invest in a more suitable masseuse. I realized it had been ages since my last visit to Avalon, and I figured the staff must have changed by now. Plus, the area is definitely quieter than the bustling city center. When choosing this lady, I considered three factors: she had no reviews yet (another case of trial by fire), her photos showed a rather nice backside, and she didn’t reveal her breasts at all. Let me just say upfront, the website photos don’t do her justice—she looks very good, if not great, in person. I made a reservation a day in advance, which was confirmed without any issues, and parking on the day of the massage was easy to find. So, at the appointed time, nothing stopped me from ringing the bell and stepping inside. The receptionist has been there a long time—I remembered her from a visit last year—so I refused to play along when she claimed she didn’t have change for a hundred, and I made her find some (to have on hand for a tip for the masseuse, if needed).
Anasteisha came in speaking very good English, with a look that made me double-check her age to avoid any legal issues, but she assured me she’d been in the Czech Republic for quite some time; good genes, I suppose. She knew exactly which massage I had booked, finally some good communication. She took off her robe, slipped out of her skimpy lingerie, tied her long hair into a bun, and didn’t even discuss whether we’d shower together—it was a given. A thorough mutual washing, refreshing, and checking of each other’s responsiveness ensued. A quick note: they’re not a full C-cup, more like a B, but her figure is like something out of a swimming magazine, with a beautiful flat stomach and responsive nipples. I lay on my stomach and, on that hot day, discovered she would be using a cooling body cream instead of hot oil—a brilliant idea. The massage on my back was pleasant, light, and with those lovely nipples, very stimulating; after 15 minutes, I turned over, and she did the same on my stomach, and then around my mouth and head; just tempting enough to take a bite. When it came to the intimate part, it wasn’t just a matter of her shoving her thigh between my legs, but a slow, careful hand job with breaks. For a few minutes, I took the liberty of massaging her, especially around the parking zones; she responded well, and even while lying down, she attended to my friend. We then moved into a 69 position, with a great view and no inhibitions about light touches. She finished with a very slow hand job, just in time. We showered together again, laughing and relaxed, calmly washing and drying each other off. Absolute bliss. A small financial tip for an excellent hour spent.
In summary, the lady is excellent, and I highly recommend taking new photos, as the current ones don’t do her justice; I’ve attached the one that probably captures her best. The salon’s service has also improved. I think I’ll be back for a repeat visit sometime.
Pussycat massage: 2600; 60 min.; rating: excellent