Another unplanned visit. Jenifer was in the right place at the right time. Once again, a masseuse from the higher category. In the photos, she seems more robust than she actually is, or maybe my eyesight is failing me, and I’ve got the reverse fisheye effect going on.
In this review, I’ll reveal enough that Jenifer might recognize me, but I don’t mind. When I saw her at the reception, I realized we’d met before, and Jenifer remembered too. It made everything more relaxed right away. Jenifer was wearing a black dress that revealed her legs up to her hips, quite nice. We were alone in the salon, it felt like a proper date. And a successful one at that.
In the room, she hugged me and asked what kind of massage I’d like. I inquired about extras, and she offered prostate or pussycat? My answer was clear. Even then, I noticed her lovely smile, which I would see many more times.
Jenifer started to undress me but didn’t quite finish. It’s a pity she didn’t take it all the way like Tina does. We headed to the shower. It was nice there, we cuddled as usual at Candy. It could have been more intense, but my buddy was a bit sleepy that morning.
It was partly the morning’s fault. The night before, I had a mild night out in the city, plus there was a massage, so I wasn’t completely fresh, plus some meds, stress, etc., just typical excuses. In such moments, I feel sorry for the masseuse because she might think I’m not that into her.
But I did like Jenifer, a lot. The first thing that struck me was her genuinely relaxed mood, she kept smiling beautifully, and it seemed like she was looking forward to the massage as much as I was, if not more. When she wasn’t near me, she moved briskly to get back to me as soon as possible.
In the shower, we explored each other’s bodies. Jenifer is quite a woman, but a firm one, maybe she does some sport. One thing that wasn’t mentioned much in previous reviews, well, not one but two things, are her breasts. Nice, larger Bs, with a more pronounced “breast profile”? And medium-sized cherries, I was quite fixated on her chest, partly because it was closer due to her height.
After the shower, Jenifer knelt at the top of the mattress and invited me to lay my head in her lap. A beautiful welcome. I like this position not only for the deluxe view but also because I can easily caress the masseuse’s legs, thighs, and butt. Jenifer gave me a nice massage from my back down to my legs, having to lift herself, giving me an even better view in the mirror. She even massaged my head with the inner sides of her thighs.
I think she’s quite strong, but her touches are pleasant and sensitive, though she can apply pressure. Even at this stage, I sensed it would be good. Occasionally, she played with my balls, which seemed to be one of her favorite activities. Then she moved to a side massage. After that, she sat on me and massaged my back again from the side with her butt.
Her legs were modestly together. I found this position arousing because you almost see something in the mirror, but in the end, you don’t. It’s similar to those slightly erotic photos of naked women who seem to cover their intimate parts with their legs/hands, showing everything and nothing at the same time.
The massage on my stomach with Jenifer was enjoyable, pleasantly erotic, nothing over the top, but not boring either. Jenifer didn’t forget to cuddle occasionally, rubbing her face against mine and breathing into my ear. I must have smelled good to her because she often sniffed my neck.
When I started touching her, she smiled. At that moment, she was already sitting on me and went B2B. In the mirror, she gave me such seductive looks as if she wanted to take me home after the massage. And that lovely smile of hers…
She whispered in my ear that I could turn over. I admit I don’t remember anything particularly special happening. There was no imitation of sex; the massage was more from the side. Jenifer knelt or lay beside me. She wasn’t opposed to being touched and was always within reach. She played with it nicely a few times, paying attention again mainly to the balls.
For this activity, she moved between my knees, but only briefly. She maintained eye contact, and her look was truly something. Then she massaged it with those beautiful breasts, which I really liked. In my head, I thought, “what a shame to waste them on this,” and I’d rather have them near my face. Jenifer kept smiling, and I realized I genuinely liked her as a whole.
Towards the end, she moved into a position where I began to gently tease her, and she moaned deeply, which hadn’t happened until then. It seemed a bit exaggerated, but over time I realized she liked the pussycat. Her reactions might have been slightly embellished to make me happy, which I appreciate, but I think they were also genuine. First, I focused on her, then she started taking care of me too.
And here I was a bit shocked. Considering how sensitively and well she had taken care of it until now, she suddenly switched to a rather wild handjob, which I didn’t expect from her. This never works for me, and since I was a bit off that day (and in the morning), it wasn’t successful. After a while, she lay back down next to me. I told her to do it more gently, but maybe she didn’t understand or hear me well. The turbo handjob continued, and Jenifer sat down for her “work.”
I noticed her slightly frustrated expression. The mistake was that I didn’t guide her enough. She must have had a porn star boyfriend who taught her this way or something. It felt like she was training for a hand-pumping inflatable mattress competition. I felt like I had put it into some mechanical masturbator with 10 intensity levels, but there was a glitch, and it jumped to a higher level. But I’m just joking. On the other hand, she had the right grip firmness, as I often experience massages where the girls hold it too gently.
I saw that Jenifer was starting to get a bit annoyed and asked me how I liked it. I said, more gently. She slowed down for a moment, tried changing grips, but then transitioned back to a milder turbo. As someone here wrote, “she jerks as if there’s no tomorrow.” That fits. But I’ll need it tomorrow, and the day after.
When it started to get a bit painful, I stopped her and reassured her that it was okay. I might come across as a wimp to some, but I really don’t mind. I’m already a bit massaged out, and for me, HE is a sign that the massage is over.
Of course, it’s better when the masseuse does it well, and I have HE. But sometimes, I have some subconscious block, especially with masseuses I like. I’ve left with a full tank even from my favorite masseuse. But no one cares about that here.
We still had some time, so I suggested to Jenifer that I practice some tongue work. Jenifer agreed with a smile. And it was nice, for both of us. Seeing Jenifer lying naked and content on her back is beautiful. Now I’d rather take her home myself.
It’s just a pity we didn’t have more time to fully enjoy it, but she still gave me a few extra minutes. I’m starting to enjoy taller masseuses quite a bit. The only problem is that in some positions, I can’t reach the right places. But at least they feel safer with me.
As we said goodbye, she said something like she’d look forward to my next visit. I knooow she says that to almost everyone, but it was nice to hear. And why not? I think I’ll see Jenifer again to even the score, but she’ll need to improve that ending. It’s a shame, but otherwise, it wasn’t lacking in eroticism, and the smiling Jenifer clearly enjoyed it.
Rating: (excellent, satisfied). Time exceeded.
Body to body massage 60 minutes 2000 CZK + 500 CZK pussycat.
