**Booking**
This time, it was all arranged via chat, with a confirmation through text.
**Arrival**
I made my entrance alongside a group of young Asian tourists, likely on the hunt for their Airbnb. When a blonde in a robe greeted me at the door, I confidently strode into the salon, quickly forgetting the curious glances from my fellow travelers.
**The Venue, the Lady, and the Experience**
Having visited the salon before, nothing about the place caught me off guard. However, the slight mustiness in the bathroom did surprise me, reminiscent of a bath mat left damp in a basement for three years. The room featured a futon and a mirror close by, ready for the adventure.
Amelie greeted me with an air that suggested she might just prefer an hour of solitude. It seemed as if something unpleasant had happened just before my arrival. Feeling a tad sorry for her, I opted for a classic massage, promising myself to be considerate. Thankfully, the initial awkwardness faded away, and soon I was bowing to her skills—and the beauty of her form. Although her face seemed a bit too frozen for my liking, those fillers were quite unnecessary. She boasted long, light hair, captivating eyes, and a lightly tanned complexion that spoke volumes about her self-care.
I took care of myself in the shower and then followed her instructions in the room. As soon as she touched me, tranquility washed over, and it was clear this woman knew her craft. Her slender physique moved with a graceful allure that was hard to resist. We chatted as she worked her magic, revealing her experience from a previous salon, likely Matahari, and even some time in a Nordic country. Despite never having visited Matahari, I envisioned their massages being much like this—professional yet delightfully engaging.
Upon the flip, the first sensual contact was made, though it wasn’t quite a GFE. It was exquisite nonetheless. Her movements were smooth, reminiscent of a feline rubbing against a table leg, advancing later to a tantalizing scratch post. At one point, she held my erection in a grip that was nothing short of breathtaking. I couldn’t help but express my admiration, which melted her stoic demeanor into a genuine smile, letting her know her efforts were appreciated.
I refrained from any risky ventures into her personal space, instead choosing to caress her elegant curves, which was more than enough for me.
Curious, I asked if she could demonstrate lingam or edging, admitting it was uncharted territory for me. Her sultry response, “Would you like that?” had me eager for more. It was as if she whispered, “Alright, darling, prepare for an experience.”
Though I can’t compare to others, her technique was mesmerizing. A rapid alternation between heightened tempo and sensuous teasing brought me to the brink, only to be tantalized with a teasing caress. It felt like being dipped alternately in hot honey and a tub of ice. Truly an extraordinary sensation.
I shared my delight, and she revealed her enjoyment of this massage style, adding with a laugh that it doesn’t leave her feeling “all messy,” a comment that endeared her to me even more.
**Conclusion**
Amelie at Infinity comes highly recommended. Don’t expect an immediate, explosive GFE, but if you appreciate slim, elegant ladies with a flair for seductive movement, she’s your match. For those intrigued by lingam and eager to let the masseuse enjoy a clean task, it promises to be an exclusive affair. In the real world, imagine meeting a seasoned dancer who never believed in her beauty until she had her lips enhanced. You encounter her post-shift, and when she realizes you’re a decent guy, she relaxes, revealing her warm and charming side.
Rating: Very good
Type of Massage: Classic 1-hour massage, czk 1900
