Visit to the Candy Shop last week. I made a reservation an hour in advance and was tempted by Alina, whom I hadn’t had the pleasure of meeting yet. Previous reviews were positive, so why not?

At the start, Alina joined me in the shower without asking. She began helping me wash, and it was very pleasant and natural. I felt good, which isn’t always the case. Sometimes I feel a bit awkward at this stage. This was followed by some cuddling and the first bit of manual stimulation. Then she asked if I wanted two rounds or just one, which I thought was great. I just couldn’t quite answer. It was nice at the moment, but on the other hand, I know that a gradual build-up without losing arousal usually works better for me. So I gave a vague answer, enjoyed a few more minutes of shower fun, and then directed us to the futon.

The part on my stomach I rate positively. Alina was definitely more imaginative than average. She also enjoys positioning herself in front of the mirror so that she’s visible from every angle, and you can tell she likes looking at herself and enjoys her routine. I enjoyed it too.

Now, about her appearance. How would I describe her… perhaps by comparing her to a celebrity everyone knows. When I thought about it, her figure reminded me of Little Caprice. Her lips are slightly enhanced, which I’m usually not a fan of, but in her case, it was relatively subtle, and I actually liked it.

During the part on my back, her good approach continued, and I must say she definitely has erotic talent. She’s nice to look at. She doesn’t rely too much on hand stimulation, instead often using other parts of her body for contact with our equipment. Again, a plus for me. Eye contact is definitely not an issue for her. Sometimes I wondered if it was a bit too much.

She’s willing to let you play with her breasts and her treasure, although I sensed a bit more caution down there than you might sometimes encounter. Nonetheless, I was able to play and admire sufficiently.

Overall, I give a clearly positive review..

B2B massage for 60 minutes.

Hello everyone,

There are only positive reviews about Tina here. I can confirm that a massage with her is absolutely fantastic. It’s similar to experiences with Barbara or Natalie when she was still massaging. I’ll be very brief:

a) Excellent approach, everything goes according to plan, and upon arrival, you’re offered a drink (quite good whisky or standard, more affordable Caribbean rum), with a friendly lady at the bar.

b) A unique approach that’s hard to find elsewhere, Tina is completely natural, so any nervousness disappears.

c) Almost better than sex.

d) It’s an exhilarating ride, as mentioned in the reviews below.

e) She resembles Whitney Westgate, about 95 percent.

f) Perfectly larger backside and breasts (the allure of an Eastern beauty).

g) English is not a problem.

h) A completely unique massage process (undressing, an intense shower, cuddling, eye contact, hints of ahegao, etc.), which I believe you won’t find anywhere else. Feel free to correct or add to this.

i) Personal approach, everything can be arranged using simple English.

j) During the 60-minute massage, Tina ensures at least two climaxes.

k) Her figure matches the natural Eastern Slavic beauty (no additional enhancements, nice backside, wide hips, thighs, breasts).

l) Good conversation.

The approach at the salon is excellent. It’s almost like a family atmosphere (this isn’t a promo). If you visit Tina, be pleasant—she’s a gem. Such an approach is hard to find elsewhere.

Summary:
B2B
60 minutes
2000 CZK
Rating: 10 out of 10

Another visit to Fantazie, and this time I was tempted by the Azalea. Azalea addresses me formally and leads me to the furthest room, where they’ve expanded the shower since my last visit. That pleased me, and I immediately started imagining how we might “wash” each other there. But I was mistaken.

Azalea doesn’t offer a shared shower, instead turning on a speaker with dreadful non-erotic hip hop and cranking the volume so high that I had to lower it a bit as soon as she left the room. Azalea managed to say she’d be back in 5 minutes, so I went to the shower, hoping she’d join me.

She returns fairly quickly, and I’m still in the shower, somewhat glancing at her to see if she’ll join. Instead, she cranks up the speaker again, making me feel like it’s right there in the shower with me. When I got out, she smiled and told me to lie down.

The first thing I notice is the huge mirror on one side of the mattress. The problem is that the installer must have had poor geometry skills. Since the mirror leans against the wall at an obtuse angle to the mattress, despite its great size and clarity, I can only see the masseuse’s head, and that’s only if she’s sitting on me. It’s a shame because Azalea looks rather tired or bored. Occasionally, she glances at me and smiles, but it’s more out of politeness.

Unfortunately, I have to say that the first 15 minutes or so are quite dull. Azalea doesn’t engage her body at all, massaging only with her hands/elbows, and very relaxing, or rather slow. Due to the stupid placement of the mirror, I can only see her head, so there’s nothing erotic about it. The inappropriate music and its volume don’t help the atmosphere either.

After a while, I remember that there’s a mirrored mosaic on the other side of the room. I turn my head and finally see Azalea naked. She certainly doesn’t weigh the stated 65 kg; it must be a typo for 56 kg. In the mirrored mosaic, I see her only partially and distorted. She has a nice figure.

In that seemingly endless introduction, where she’s only massaging me with her hands, I try to touch her with my legs. Since she’s almost sitting on one of them, I slightly lift my calf to feel her, but she lifts herself up.

I slowly straighten my arms alongside my body to start touching her with my hands. Azalea gently shakes her head and carefully returns my hands to my head. Well, this is a bust, I think to myself. The initial good mood and excitement about a new masseuse are gone. I should add that during a back massage, the client’s arms should be extended along the body, not bent by the head.

I’m not enjoying it, but I convince myself that it will surely get better. Maybe Azalea will allow more touching after the turn. Maybe she doesn’t want me to get in the way with my hands, but since she’s just sitting on me, I can’t be in the way.

Finally, around halftime, it happens. Azalea lies on me, starting to glide her breasts from my shoulder blades to my face. But her ace up her sleeve is how she rubs her face against mine, suggesting kisses, and her lips “glide” from my face over my ear to my neck. It’s very pleasant, and my friend down there starts waking up a bit more for the first time.

At this point, I can’t hold back anymore and start touching her on the butt. This time Azalea doesn’t protest; instead, she starts turning it towards the mirror, and the erotic atmosphere significantly improves. It’s just a shame we didn’t get to this point sooner. Azalea continues with her gentle GFE, and I continue “massaging” her butt and thighs.

The turn comes, and Azalea sits between my knees. She starts again with a leg massage, unnecessary and long. Azalea maintains eye contact, but it somehow doesn’t work for me. She doesn’t even accidentally touch my friend, so he decides to take an afternoon nap. The eroticism fades again, as does my indicator of eroticism. I don’t know why Azalea doesn’t resolve this manually at this point.

After a few minutes, Azalea lies on me again and starts doing what she does best. She teases with her lips, suggests kisses, nose to nose, and very close. I feel her hot breath on my lips and face. Normally, I’d have kissed the masseuse by now, but with Azalea, I didn’t feel it. Despite the pleasant GFE she was displaying, she seemed quite serious to me. She even offers her breasts for kissing, which is very nice.

Next comes the 69. At first, she just sits on me, and I massage her beautiful back, butt, and breasts. Then it’s 69, but to make it a real pussycat, I have to bend my neck. Azalea doesn’t really get into it and uses this element to finish me off as quickly as possible. She sets a rather intense pace. A pussycat without her having any significant positive reaction has the opposite effect on me when combined with fast stroking.

After a while, she calls it off herself, lies down next to me on her side, strokes me a bit, and announces that we need to shower. I hint that she should try again; I don’t feel like carrying it to the shower. She looks at the clock and takes pity (we ended up extending it by about 10 minutes because of this). Since her reactions are still modest, I have to concentrate quite a bit (and I came for a massage after a longer break), but in the end, it’s a successful finish.

The final shared shower is sad. She washes my back a bit, shows me where the shower gel is in the corner, and we wash ourselves separately. It’s not a shower with a cuddly geisha, that’s for sure. I suggest rinsing her off, but she declines.

Sorry for going on at length, but I wanted to describe the balance of bright and weaker moments. In my opinion, it was nearly balanced. I’ll rate it neutrally, partly to be fair to her colleagues. I had a neutral feeling when leaving, nothing bad happened, but it felt like nothing happened. I don’t know, maybe we just didn’t click. Or she was exhausted if she really works in two salons simultaneously.

Pussycat massage 2400 CZK 60 minutes.