After reading the review of Azalea, I decided it was time for my first experience with an Asian woman. Parking on Saturday was easy, and I rang the bell a couple of minutes early, listening carefully so I wouldn’t miss the buzzer and have to ring again. Maybe I missed it, or maybe it didn’t buzz at all, but after the second ring, I heard it and made my way down the hallway, straight ahead, and down the stairs where Azalea greeted me in a black dress. At first glance, she had a great figure and a truly exotic beauty with a kind smile. Just a handshake, and we headed to the room.
In the room, I chose water and a mix massage from the menu. She offered kissing as an extra, but at 700, I passed, though it was a tough decision. I asked about a shared shower, after which she briefly left and soon returned in a towel, and we headed to the shower together. It was very pleasant, cuddly, and tactile. When she turned her back to me and teased me with her backside, I slowly embraced her, soaping her small, pretty breasts, caressing her neck, and sliding my hand down her stomach. Just as I was near her intimate area, she gave a slight tug on my hand, signaling that it wasn’t happening today. That took the wind out of my sails a bit and diminished the excitement for the rest of the massage because, for a proper experience, I need that, so I had to temper my expectations a bit.
After the shower (for those interested—the towel had definitely seen better days), it was time for the back massage. A thorough leg massage, genuinely pleasant and relaxing, but unfortunately unnecessarily long, as that’s not what we’re paying for. She then used her elbows on my back, but the view was unfortunately very limited. When she finally positioned herself in front of the mirror, a candle was in the way, so I couldn’t see her treasure. If she hadn’t gotten up and gone to wash, I wouldn’t have seen it for the rest of the massage. She also moaned into my ears and caressed them, which was nice.
After turning over, there were B2B elements, moaning, caressing, intertwining fingers, gazing into each other’s eyes… everything was fine, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that today just wasn’t quite right. For breast lovers, I must highlight that I could play with them plenty, even having them repeatedly in my mouth. However, the “chairman” down below wasn’t fully at attention since I couldn’t even gently touch her treasure, and he didn’t receive much attention either, which Azalea made up for at the end when she lay beside me and clearly finished things off—with her breasts on my face, which made her job easier. She wiped me down, cuddled a bit, and we headed to the shower. She washed my back, but there was no more wildness. I got dressed, she walked me to the door, a kiss on both cheeks, and I was out.
Maybe we didn’t click, maybe I chose the wrong massage, or maybe I should have taken more control, but I certainly behaved like a gentleman, as always. Anyway, she’s a beautiful girl, and if someone clicks with her better, I believe she can offer a more intense experience. I don’t want to be unnecessarily critical because it was definitely not a disaster, and I enjoyed it, but out of my four massages so far, where there was never a restriction down below, this one slightly fell short of expectations. However, I’ll give a smiling emoji because it was simply a nice hour with a beautiful young girl.
Would I recommend: Yes
Would I repeat: Probably not
Erotic Mix Massage
60 minutes
2000,-
