After spending some time reading reviews here, I decided to visit the Candy Shop, a place I hadn’t been to before. I made a reservation using a chat app, where they confirmed who was available and eventually sent instructions for booking via SMS. I’m not sure why they didn’t just book it directly. This establishment lacks an app with real-time availability, which is becoming a standard and makes booking much easier. That’s my suggestion for improving their services.
I booked in the morning, more or less blindly, so I was glad that one of the girls I had pre-selected, Mary, was available. At the appointed time, I rang the massage bell, was let inside, and followed the unashamedly clear signs to the right door, which opened to Mary welcoming me. At first glance, she appeared to be a young girl in a leather dress with a zipper front, a broad smile, and a clear fondness for tattoos. But the longer I looked at her during the massage, the more I liked her. That’s sometimes hard to manage with the expected hyperventilation. She led me to the bar, offered a drink, and we discussed the services. I opted for the pussycat massage, and as I looked at her smile, I added kissing. I hadn’t tried that during massages before and was curious if it would enhance the atmosphere. And I can say upfront, with this girl, it was worth it—a great investment.
After paying, we moved to the smallest room I’ve ever seen for a massage. Just a bed and about 40 centimeters of space to the wall. But the truth is, I’m not there to run around the room, but to lounge on the mattress, which has standard dimensions. She invited me to undress while watching me. Then she asked about the shower, which I opted to take together, at which point she invited me to help her undress. She clearly didn’t need any help, but it set the mood.
And now the biggest plus of this establishment. I received a robe for the walk to the shower. A real robe that I fit into comfortably. Not some towel that leaves me exposed. 20 out of 10 points for whoever thought of that.
The shower started off relaxed, more cleansing, but then she pounced on me with kissing and other moves, so soon it became cleansing again. I’ve never been this quick before. We moved to the room where the massage followed, starting with gentle strokes, a very thorough massage of calves and thighs, leading to b2b. Then came the classic turn, after which things got wild, with her using kissing the most. One slip of the lips, another slip of the lips, and so on. It greatly enhances the GFE feeling. I finally surrendered in a 69, for which this massage is renowned.
Cleansing and gentle stroking followed, including a massage of my hands, during which I started to purr and felt like I could fall asleep. She mentioned we still had 15 minutes, so I suggested another round, during which she showcased another array of techniques. This girl really knows her stuff, where to touch, what to adjust—truly professional. Although we didn’t manage a third round, I thoroughly enjoyed it.
The second shower was almost devoid of erotic charge, but filled with smiles. Then I got dressed, and as I was fastening my watch, I realized it had been exactly 90 minutes since I rang the bell. So the timing was spot on. She saw me out, offered another drink, but I politely declined and left.
Overall assessment? This girl is a tornado who knows what she’s doing, why she’s doing it, how to do it, isn’t ashamed of it, and as I write this, I want to be with her again.
Massage: Pussycat 90 minutes for 3300
