The ease of ordering (chatting about available masseuses and subsequent confirmation via SMS), as well as the promptness at the location, or the almost immediate opening of the door after ringing the bell, remains unchanged. This time, however, after descending the stairs, I was briefly “tucked away” to the side to avoid crossing paths with a likely departing visitor.

At the bar, I meet Kamila in a form-fitting black dress, and she leads me to one of the back rooms. In the room, she explains the massage process and mentions that there will be a happy ending. With a smile, I tell her I’d like two. She looks at me surprised and says that’s not a problem.

Kamila is just my type physically. She’s petite, not skinny, with feminine curves exactly where they should be. When it comes to girls with Asian features, I either like them or I don’t—there’s no in-between for me. Kamila falls into the first category. In the shower, she helps me wash and mentions a small detail—she hands me the shower gel, insisting I wash my hands thoroughly. I always do, but it seems important to her. She declines my offer to help her, explaining she showered just a moment ago. It’s not that she avoids water; she just doesn’t want shower gel on herself. Unlike other reviews, I don’t receive any instructions. The shower then continues in a “candy” style, and in her embrace, Kamila completes my first round.

After moving to the massage table, I first receive a “sports” back massage, which she mentioned would be the starting point. She can apply pressure, and during this initial phase, we chat about various topics. I dare say she’s a smart girl with her plans and priorities well organized. The conversation gradually quiets, and the B2B begins. With the use of oil, I feel a firm contact with different parts of her body. Someone mentioned that because she’s “curvy,” they couldn’t tell which part she was using to “massage” them. For me, it was much more pleasant to feel her body on mine than to think about which bone was “poking” me. I had no trouble recognizing which of her assets she used for contact.

I turn onto my back, and her entire body is within reach. When she kneels, keeping her legs together and arching her back, she offers me the best view I’ve ever had during a massage. She lets me touch her everywhere. With some masseuses, it felt like they viewed my touches as a necessary part, and with only one did I feel they truly welcomed it. With Kamila, I would describe it as a “natural” part of the massage. Kamila moves into a 69 position, and either she can sense it ahead of time, or it fits her script—when excitement reaches its peak, she pauses, gives a brief B2B again, and the end comes during the next round. She lies beside me, we discuss a few more topics, and move to the shower. During this final one, she doesn’t refuse my help with washing.

Considering that I haven’t (fortunately) had any bad massage experiences yet, comparisons can sometimes be tricky, but this experience was definitely among my “TOP 3.”

Massage: 1 hour, presumably B2B, 2000,-

Based on my previous positive experiences, I decided to visit what I consider to be the best place currently available, known as Candy. I chose and booked the branch in Vinohrady, looking for a lady who wasn’t unhealthily skinny but appeared, from the photos, to be someone you could hold onto, including having the right breast size. The reception greeting was a bit peculiar; the lady there seemed to scrutinize the arriving gentlemen as if questioning their purpose and intentions. Clearly, she’s not from the industry. Fortunately, Mia arrived just in time, a tall and attractive lady; I must say the photos are a bit misleading, as she’s slimmer than they suggest. So, I was out of luck; let’s see how the rest goes.

The massage room was typical for the place, well-equipped, though in winter, it could use more coat hooks. The introduction was enhanced by something unique to this place: the masseuse helps with undressing (and dressing at the end). I noticed her breasts were extraordinary, about a size C, a great job by the plastic surgeon. We started with a full-body massage on the back, not separating legs from back; it was a complete experience, especially the massage between the legs with teasing, as if she wanted to finish me off in that position. Thankfully, we didn’t stay there long and moved to something akin to body-to-body, but with ear nibbling, neck kissing, and face tickling; I wondered what kind of massage I had actually ordered. For those less familiar, I should mention that even though I booked a pussycat massage, I always ask the lady beforehand if she’s okay with it and if she can handle it with me. It just seems fair, and I’ve never been refused. The massage continued with a cowgirl position; she sat on my stomach for a while, then under it, with movements that made me question where my friend was, while she worked very gently with her fingers. We managed all this in about half an hour.

The orgasm came when she turned towards me, showing she was quite aroused. So, I gently massaged her clitoris, and after a while, she relaxed with me. This doesn’t happen often, but it worked out here, and she told me I was her first and only massage of the day, which was great. In the shower, I was washed and dried like a baby; I already mentioned the dressing. In summary, after my initial hesitation, it was an excellent massage; I just recommend the lady gets updated photos.

Definitely recommended; positive review; there are still plenty of unexplored ladies here for a repeat visit. Pussycat massage for 2.5k czk, 60 min.; the salons have slightly increased prices towards the end of the year.