After a brief hiatus, I’m back to share another massage experience with you, this time with Zara from the Candy Shop. It was a one-hour B2B massage for 2000, thanks to a winter discount. I had been keeping Zara to myself for a while, thinking someone would soon discover her, but that hasn’t happened yet. In the spirit of solidarity and the hope of possibly winning three raffle tickets, I’m sharing my experience.

Zara is still relatively new at the Candy Shop. A beautiful Asian woman originally from Kyrgyzstan. Her body matches the photos—smaller breasts, but nice. She arrived at the reception in a black outfit, which now only appears in the promo video. From the start, she was pleasant, not overly confident, but that’s part of her charm once you discover what she’s truly capable of.

Zara can be an innocent angel one moment, and the next, she’s sitting at your knees in the introductory shower, playfully stroking you with a mischievous smile. She’s got good reflexes, so the first shot landed on her chest instead of her face.

After this initial taming, we moved on to the massage. The classic stomach-down position with Zara was very enjoyable, both erotically and purely from a massage perspective. She demonstrated various positions and massaged different body parts, clearly well-trained from the start.

We chatted a bit in between; Zara is still honing her Czech, but communication is possible. The turnaround came relatively quickly, leading to the start of the second round. Zara frequently changed positions, sliding her entire body front and back, giving kisses to the ear, gently moaning—not excessively—smiling, and maintaining eye contact.

She kept me constantly aroused but always stopped in time without me having to ask her to slow down. She ended with a spectacular move, straddling my stomach facing me, putting her hands behind her back, and began to work her way down (there’s no other way to describe it). She moaned beautifully and looked into my eyes. When I started feeling the buildup for the climax, she seemed to notice it too. She stopped the handwork and used another technique to bring me to orgasm. You can guess which one—it happened in a moment.

This was followed by a bit of cuddling and a shared shower, nothing particularly noteworthy. Plus, my mind was already elsewhere.

I definitely recommend Zara, that’s clear. A beautiful experience worth repeating.