Slim and flexible Lola was my first venture into the Candy Shop. Arranging the meeting was straightforward enough—a simple WhatsApp exchange led me to a location on Maiselova. A short wait, which I’ve come to learn is customary at CS, had me waiting behind a curtain while the women at the desk ushered another guy into the room. I was offered a drink, which I always find sweet but unnecessary since I carry a water bottle with me. Still, it’s a nice gesture. It wasn’t long before Lola emerged from behind the dressing room curtain and confidently glided over to me. She’s slender and on the taller side. A bit awkward on high heels, but in a flirtatious, cute way. We kissed, and she led me to our room.

The room was down a hidden staircase (one day that’s going to get me) and to the right. Once inside, this fiery redhead turned to me and asked what I had in mind. One hour of B2B should suffice, I said. She asked if I wanted to add kissing. I didn’t know that was on the menu, but yes. Very much, thank you. The kissing started immediately, and she’s a natural. My hands found her firm rear, and we stood there for a moment before undressing and heading to the shower. This room is quite inconvenient in that the client and masseuse have to put on robes and head back to the hallway to get to the shower. Unfortunately, once we were in the shower and my hands were back on that gorgeous body, I forgot about the hallway. The shower was standard, with lots of deep kisses and full-body washing for both of us. Afterwards, she helped me undress, and we headed back to the room for the main event.

On the bed, she had me lie on my stomach to start. This always feels like a waste to me because I’m such a visual person—I want nothing more than to have my eyes on the masseuse during the session. …Not to mention my hands. But Lola got into it. She oiled up that long torso and used me as a toy until I was stiffer than an oak branch. One detail that didn’t quite work was her cold rear. Once she flipped over and planted that gorgeous bottom on me, I nearly froze. Maybe poor circulation in the cabin? Finally, I was allowed to turn over and see this fair-skinned beauty. Not a classic beauty, but I prefer girls with a bit of character. Every time her hungry lips pressed against mine for a deep kiss of swirling tongues, my head spun. She’s truly a fantastic kisser. Hungry and excited. Passionate. Before long, I found those long fingers wrapped around my shaft. Oiled up and ready to rock. Lola’s twisting movements caught my attention as I looked heel-deep into her round eyes. Unfortunately, can I never finish with a hand job? Am I the only one?? Judging by the reactions I get from masseuses, it seems that way. I prefer the exhibitionist route—jerking off while gazing at a beautiful naked stranger lying at my feet. It does it every time—even if they playfully protest that I’m “doing their job.” …Some girls really take it personally that they can’t finish me themselves. Maybe I’m some kind of anomaly? …Or I just really know what my guy needs. After some cleanup and great chatting on the bed, we made our way back down that chilly hallway for our second shower. A few more kisses and that was all she wrote. All in all, a great time. My first of many, many fruitful visits to the Candy Shop.

One hour of B2B with French kissing. My fingers also found their way to her moist kitty.

Paid 2000+500 for extra

The tasting of the chocolate box is going splendidly, and I must say, with each visit, I’m more and more thrilled. If the enthusiasm for massages continues among the ladies, I’ve found plenty of new favorites.

Daniela is a beautiful, slender blonde from Ukraine. Before the war, she worked in an office profession, but now she dedicates herself to massages at my favorite establishment. Communication with her flows beautifully, and there isn’t a question she wouldn’t answer.

Daniela is a very tactile lady. Right at the door, she started with the first touches and led me to the room by the hand, perhaps worried I might accidentally end up in the wrong room.

Refreshments were offered and served, after which we headed to the shower together. Even in the shower, Daniela began to show that she knows what she’s doing, leading to some pleasant cuddling and touching. After the shower, the massage began traditionally on the stomach, in the form of a fairly intense B2B massage. Although she didn’t venture her hand into the crotch area, it was quite electrifying and certainly caught the attention of the gentleman below. The turnaround happened about a third of the way through the session.

After turning over, Daniela noted that while she’s not opposed to touches on her breasts, it doesn’t do much for her. She very willingly explained what she likes and where and how to be touched. I won’t write it here; I assume any massage visitor can ask, and Daniela will surely guide them.

The massage on the stomach wasn’t much of a massage, but B2B from start to finish, and it seemed like not only I was enjoying it, but she was too. By the end, we had gone over time, both satisfied, sweaty, and red, and Daniela was startled by the mess her hair had become. The shower was purely cleansing since I was supposed to have left by then, so under different circumstances, it might have been different.

In conclusion, I’d like to apologize to the young colleague in the hat, who was probably slightly startled to find someone with the appearance of a bouncer instead of the girl of his dreams when he opened the salon door. I apologize for the impolite greeting and next time invite him to join the girls and me for coffee or a glass of prosecco.

There will definitely be a repeat; I really enjoy such a ride as today.

Positive rating.

Type of massage: pussycat
Duration: 90 minutes
Price: 3600 CZK

This review is a bit dated, from earlier in the year when RH still had the wheel of fortune on their website. I tried spinning it once a day, and after some time, I won an extra 10 minutes. I happened to be near Anděl that day, so I tried to find out via WhatsApp how the girls at Staropramenná were doing. Patricie was available.

After ringing the bell, Patricie herself opened the door downstairs, wearing a robe, and my gaze immediately drifted to her cleavage. It’s really impressive, though the photos on the website flatter her quite a bit. In reality, she’s more of what you’d call “curvy,” but everything is young and firm; she just appears slimmer in the photos. We had a warm welcome, she offered me a drink, clarified the massage details, and confirmed the extra 10 minutes. The initial shower was outside the room and quick, just a rinse, and we were back in no time. We started with a back scratch, followed by a massage from the calves upward. She didn’t neglect the mole around the buttocks, and during the massage, she occasionally explored with her hand to see if he was awake. The GFE was rather weak, just a few sighs in the ear and a light kiss. She wasn’t afraid to apply pressure during the massage, and thanks to her larger build, it was genuinely thorough. She used her elbows, knees, hands, but mainly her breasts. She loves body-to-body massage and is perfectly suited for it.

After turning onto my back, she immediately offered them for play. I asked if she preferred gentler handling or if she liked it rougher and with some biting. She said it depends, but that day she preferred it rougher. So, I could play without restrictions, and everything was positively received. We tried various positions, including cowgirl and 69, and I praised her firm buttocks, though she wasn’t too keen on letting me near the kitty. For the finale, she used her breasts again, with the mole nestled between them for a while, and then in her hand, with my head buried in her nipple, he surrendered. Patricie wiped us both down and wanted to lie next to me, but I guided her to lie on top of me. We chatted, and I caressed and scratched her back.

During the bonus 10 minutes, I received a thorough foot massage, which was nice, but I visit erotic massages for a different purpose. In hindsight, I should have let the bonus lapse and taken the promotional price, but it’s a lesson learned for the future. The final shower was again shared and purely for cleansing. Back in the room, I finished my water, got dressed, Patricie complimented my shirt, I paid, we hugged goodbye, and I headed back into the rain.

In summary, Patricie is pleasant and communicative, but unfortunately not quite my type; I probably wouldn’t turn my head on the street. The massage is genuine, strong, and includes B2B contact. If you want more action in the shower, you’ll likely have to ask for it. Fans of fuller figures and larger breasts will surely be satisfied with Patricie. However, I don’t see myself repeating the experience. So, for me, it’s a neutral smiley (average, nothing special).

Body-to-body massage, 60+10 minutes, 2100,-