Right after Kira’s profile was posted on the sugar website, I knew I had to visit her—the photos, measurements, age, and especially those large breasts promised a lot… Booking for the next day was hassle-free, and I was let into the building and then the salon in record time, just seconds. A receptionist, whom I hadn’t met before, escorted me to the basement and immediately offered me a drink. I ordered one, and in the dim light, I suddenly saw a figure already standing behind the bar greeting me—it was Kira herself. The girls prepared my drink together, Kira and I exchanged cheek kisses, and we headed to a room on the other side of the salon, equipped with mirrors beside the bed and on the ceiling. Kira walked ahead of me, and I carefully watched her steps to avoid the usual stumbling on the stairs.

Kira is a pretty Eastern girl with a natural look, no piercings or tattoos, a narrow waist, a big butt, and fantastic natural D-cups, if not E-cups, with large light areolas and non-protruding nipples that respond only to touch. She speaks good Czech, though not very often. Upon entering the room, there was silence as Kira prepared the bed. I had to use my phone light to see where to put my clothes as I started undressing. I looked at Kira and saw she was already almost out of those Christmas-themed dresses featured on the website for the holiday promotion. It’s a shame the action was so quick; it would have been better to have some mutual undressing and cuddling, similar to what they do at Level, which would have greatly enhanced the experience. Kira went into the shower by herself, so I followed her, but the whole thing was awkward and could be stressful for a beginner.

The shared shower was excellent, not passionate as is often the custom here, but more nurturing. Kira soaped me up, rinsed me off, and pressed herself against me. The view of her breasts from above (thanks to her shorter height) was fantastic. I caressed and explored them, lifted and admired them… She often came close with her nose and mouth as if inviting a kiss, though it wasn’t agreed upon. We frequently looked into each other’s eyes, and she pleasantly sighed while her hand was interested in my crotch. Then face to face again, I could smell the scent of her hair. We spent a good 15 minutes there before moving to the bed.

The initial phase on my stomach began with the masseuse giving a pleasant sports massage with oil, from my feet up my spine to my shoulders, not afraid to apply pressure. Then came the body-to-body, which wasn’t the usual rolling and wild riding, but rather gentle and circular movements, rubbing her breasts against my back and butt. She also used her foot, gliding her instep along my calf and then her knee across my body. After about 15 minutes, she invited me to turn over… It was pleasant, but entirely lacking in eroticism, GFE; she could have better utilized her assets, bringing them close to my head or gliding them over my palms, and of course, exploring my crotch.

Finally, I saw her main assets again and hoped she’d really get things going. But that didn’t happen. Kira applied oil to her breasts and pressed them against my chest. Not a position where one could see or play with them. She didn’t resist touches but didn’t encourage them either, so I mostly caressed her butt, back, or legs, especially when she knelt beside me. But it needed some passionate cuddling, breasts swaying in front of my face, not just sitting and being caressed. Then the masseuse started positioning herself for a 69, and I was excited for a nice view of her big butt and to see the gap for the first time. But again, it didn’t happen. Kira stopped at a 45-degree angle, her butt beside my head, not in front of my face, so I saw one of her cheeks but not her privates. I didn’t reach between her legs; I didn’t want to ruin it completely, so I played where my hand could reach, but it was all a wrist-twisting affair. After the session, there was no time left for lounging, so we went straight to the shower.

The final shared shower was similar to the initial one but shorter, as time had run out. I got dressed while she washed up alone. I asked if I should pay her or the reception, and she said directly to her but didn’t mention the amount, so I paid 2000 CZK. She thanked me, checked if the hallway was clear, and we passed by the receptionist, who offered another drink, but I declined. I said goodbye to Kira with a cheek kiss and headed up the stairs into the building’s interior. I was outside after 68 minutes, so the time was indeed kept and slightly exceeded.

Massage 60 min, likely a mix of Tantra and Body to Body (not specified, but it’s essentially the same) for 2000CZK

This was my first visit to the Le Velour salon, which I had been planning for some time. My decision was expedited by winning a contest here. I would like to thank the admin and the owner of the establishment once again for their willingness and help in resolving my misplaced response to the win, as it seemed my second win might also be forfeited, which would have really upset me. And for good reason.

I scheduled my visit to the salon during the autumn break when I was home alone and eagerly anticipated indulging in some quiet mischief. I was torn between Miss Vivien and Valentýna. My first attempt to book was through the online system, but the salon had recently changed the rules, and newcomers now have to book in person. So, I used the chat on the salon’s website and made a reservation with Vivien through a pleasant operator. Shortly after, I received a confirmation SMS with instructions on where to go. However, my streak of bad luck wasn’t over, as my wife changed her plans and postponed her departure for the holidays by a few days. So, I had to rearrange my sinful plans and, with the help of the accommodating operator, rescheduled for another day, this time with Miss Valentýna.

I made the reservation in the morning and set off for the massage in the afternoon, well ahead of time. I expected the traffic to be terrible, but I certainly didn’t anticipate bouncing along for 13 km in about 100 minutes. Prague was clogged through and through, and I helplessly watched the time slip away, fearing I would waste my almost-lost win in a traffic jam. Fortunately, the gods smiled upon me, and I parked at OC Flora 10 minutes before the massage was due to start. Little did I know how far I would have to sprint to Jiřák. The gods favored me a second time because just as I was beginning to panic about how to navigate out of that damn mall, where I had never been before, onto the street, I received an SMS from the operator telling me to arrive 5 minutes later. She later retracted that message but allowed me a late arrival. So, I jogged towards Jiřák and arrived only about two minutes late. This is possibly the worst thing that can happen to someone going for a massage – arriving completely stressed, angry about what you just experienced, which has nothing to do with the massage, and sweaty and breathless from a 1-kilometer run. The preparation and anticipation for the massage were completely gone, and the poor masseuse had to deal with it.

I found the entrance to the salon right away based on the description. At the entrance, I encountered a local woman who wanted to let me in, but I preferred to wait until she left and then rang the bell. Down the stairs, to the left, and within seconds the door opened to reveal the beautiful and charming Valentýna in blue and white lace lingerie, high heels, and a big smile. All I was missing was the mask. She immediately took me to her room, which looked more like a separate apartment with several rooms inside. I tried to apologize for not being in the right mood and needing a quick shower, but Valentýna just laughed it off and kept reassuring me to relax and focus only on her. After clarifying the massage and the rules, she instructed me to undress and sent me alone across the hall to the shower. From reviews, I knew that at Le Velour, the shower is without the masseuse, but this time I was glad for it.

Returning from the shower, Valentýna suggested we relax, cuddle, and snuggle standing up. In lingerie, it was a different and very erotic experience, which I don’t understand why other salons don’t do. Then Valentýna instructed me to lie on my stomach. I hadn’t been to a lingam massage before, so I didn’t find anything strange about it. But Valentýna realized it after a few seconds and, with apologies, turned me onto my back. Still in her lingerie and high heels, she began massaging me with her hands, and I finally had time to gradually unwind, notice how she looked, and surrender to her touch.

Valentýna is, of course, Czech. The description and age listed on the website match. She has a rounder face, beautiful cat-like eyes, and a big, genuine smile. Her feline expressions work wonders because when she squinted her eyes, it was incredibly sexy. Her body is beautifully shaped, firm, and it’s clear she exercises. She’s not skinny, just beautifully built. Her breasts are nicely shaped, just the right size to hold, but they’re not natural. Fortunately, her lips show no visible alterations. I noticed one small tattoo on her body, which wasn’t distracting. Valentýna mentioned only one restriction—no touching down there, which I expected. From her entire demeanor, I felt that Valentýna enjoys her work, genuinely wants to make me feel good, ensuring it was a lovely time spent together, and that I would want to return to the salon and perhaps try something else.

Valentýna first massaged me with her hands and forearms on my legs, which was very pleasant after the run to the salon. She gradually moved to my upper body, and as she stretched over my chest and arms, her bra casually began to reveal her breasts. Again, a small detail but incredibly sexy. After a while, she unhooked her bra and let them free. That was my cue to start examining them closely and evaluate the surgeon’s work. During the massage, Valentýna casually circled around my friend, first with fleeting touches and then systematically giving him attention each time. After a while, she began incorporating her chest into the massage, sensually teasing me as our faces got closer. Several times we were nose to nose with hints of kisses. I returned kisses on her neck and nape a few times, but I wasn’t completely relaxed yet, so I was more on the receiving end than giving.

Then Valentýna removed her panties, straddled me in a cowgirl position, and gradually massaged my entire body from top to bottom with her body. She paused at my friend and simulated intercourse, teasing him with her body, so I felt every hair of her slight stubble on her body. A few times, I worried my friend might end up where he shouldn’t, but after the previous stress, he was still completely soft and unusable, so Valentýna had no reason to worry. She then turned around into a reverse cowgirl position and continued her ride. In this position, she occasionally transitioned into a 69 position, getting so close to my face that if I wanted to lick, I could easily reach. But that didn’t even cross my mind, as what I was receiving during the massage completely compensated for it. All these positions were performed in high heels, and I experienced a gentle thrill, fearing she might accidentally stab me with them during a position change. But Valentýna is a lady and a professional, and nothing happened to me. The last position was a foot massage of my friend barefoot, again with a beautiful view of her body.

As time was running out, it was time to awaken my friend and relieve him. Despite these touches, my friend remained soft, but for Valentýna, it was a challenge to do something about it. She began using various hand techniques to awaken him. She paid a lot of attention to the glans, which I really appreciate. Many masseuses avoid it for some reason, saying clients don’t like it because it’s too sensitive for them. She also intensely focused on the testicles, stimulating the perineum through the scrotum, and applied various pressures on the perineum. I resisted a lot, so Valentýna had to go back to the 69 position, which is hard to resist. But I resisted even then, so she used some gel that felt cold and seemed to burn. I joked if she had applied chili or something. Stress is a bitch, and it really took almost until the last minute of the massage before Valentýna finally got me there. I felt a bit sorry for her, but for her, it was a challenge she didn’t want to lose, and it was clear she cared. She thoroughly drained my friend to the last drop and twitch, just the way I like it.

After wiping off, there was no time for anything else, so she sent me back to the shower alone. And before I knew it, the hour with Valentýna was over, and I was back on the street.

It was lovely to converse with Valentýna, and I was pleased that she invited me to try other types of massages. It’s quite common for a masseuse to say to come back, but to describe other types of massages and make a gentle, positive advertisement for the entire establishment is rare. For me, it was an excellent experience in every respect, and Valentýna even planted a seed in my mind to perhaps try their BDSM sometime, which wouldn’t normally appeal to me.

I would repeat it in the future, but I need to be calm to truly enjoy it.

Type of massage: Lingam Massage
Duration of massage: 60 minutes
Price of massage: contest win, normally 2200 CZK
Valentýna – Studio le Velour
Massage rating: (Fantastic massage, very satisfied)

Another review for another experience at Rabbit Hall. This time, it was Ariana’s turn. I booked a 1-hour body-to-body massage for 1900 CZK in Prague 2. I’ve described the salon in previous reviews, so there’s nothing new to add here.

I arrived at the salon right on time. The door opened, and I went downstairs. The girl who opened the door was with another client, so I encountered another massage enthusiast. It’s not a big deal for me since I don’t live in Prague, but I think locals might appreciate a bit more discretion.

The girl at the door asked which masseuse I was there for, and then she called Ariana. Ariana introduced herself; she’s definitely attractive with a great body. You can tell she’s not in her 20s anymore—though the website says 28, I think she’s at least 30. .

Her English is decent, better than some other masseuses. We went to a room where she suggested we shower together. She went to get some oil while I waited. The shower was quite long; she cleaned me thoroughly and cuddled with me. She invited me to play with her breasts (they’re silicone but well-made and proportionate to her figure; she seems proud of them and generally enjoys when you play with them). However, when I moved my hand lower and made contact with her intimate area, she immediately told me she didn’t want to be touched there. Of course, I respected her choice, but not being able to touch that area during an erotic massage is somewhat limiting.

We moved to the futon, and she began the massage. It seems like this might be her first job as a masseuse because there was no structure to it—just her breasts caressing my body. It wasn’t bad, but if you’re looking for an actual massage component, it was lacking. Additionally, the girlfriend experience (GFE) was completely absent. She was friendly yet distant.

Halfway through the hour, she asked me to turn over and again invited me to play with her breasts. She moved around on top of me, being extremely careful to avoid any contact with her forbidden area. She has an amazing backside (much better than in the pictures), so since I was a bit bored with the massage, I asked her to get into a 69 position so I could enjoy the view. Of course, she sat in such a way that I couldn’t see the forbidden area while she was pleasuring me.

I’m surprised I was able to finish since I wasn’t that satisfied at the time. I guess the mirror above and her backside just inches from my face helped.

Recap:
– Pretty girl, not super young but with an amazing body
– Friendly yet distant
– Zero GFE
– Boring massage with restricted touches (I understand not wanting fingers inside, but some innocent touches in an erotic massage could enhance the mood; otherwise, it might be better if the girl kept her panties on)
– Would I repeat? No
– Neutral emoji from me

After my experience with Kira, I decided to try another busty lady from the Candy Shop, Kamila, and compare the two. Booking was, as usual, easy, and my requested appointment time was accommodated. On the day, I descended into the salon’s depths accompanied by the receptionist, eager to see Kamila for the first time.

The receptionist was just mixing my drink when Kamila emerged from the back room. She greeted me, shook my hand, grabbed my drink, handed it to me, and promptly invited me to head to the room. It was the quickest check-in I’ve experienced there.

We went to the smallest room on the other side of the salon, where the lighting was sufficient. Kamila immediately showed me where to put my things and started talking about the massages she offers, recommending a mix and suggesting starting with a stronger sports massage, if I agreed. She was quite chatty and cheerful, speaking good Czech, which seems to have improved based on past reviews (she’s a Russian-speaking partial Asian, though I don’t know her exact background). I agreed to her offer. Kamila quickly undressed from her black one-piece dress and went to the shower before me, adjusting the water as the temperature was fluctuating. I followed her shortly after, and we agreed the temperature was adequate. My hands were cold from outside, which made her laugh, and she asked me to warm them up first, so I wouldn’t chill her.

She then asked me to be gentle with her sensitive nipples and demonstrated how I could touch her, advising against pinching the nipples and instead cupping the entire breast. It was a nice touch, almost like a sex coaching session. She soaped me up and rinsed me off, and we pressed against each other, head to head, while I tested my skills on her sensitive breasts. She gently stroked me and asked if I wanted a happy ending in the shower, which I declined. She seemed surprised but we lingered in the shower a bit longer, then dried off in front of the shower and I was invited to lie down on my stomach.

As promised, Kamila began the massage, kneeling beside my shoulders and massaging my neck, shoulders, and then down my back. This lasted about ten minutes before moving on to more erotic elements. She applied oil to her body and performed an excellent body-to-body massage, rotating in all directions, using her legs, arms, and breasts. She spent most of the time with her head near my feet, her legs close to my head, which was a sight to behold as she has very nice legs, making me stretch my neck to watch her. She also whispered in my ear, which added to the erotic atmosphere, though it wasn’t overly passionate, but sufficiently erotic for my taste.

After turning over, I was eager to see her lovely large, firm breasts again. They were available from the start, and I tried to be gentle according to her instructions, which seemed to work as she didn’t react negatively. Kamila never pulled away from me, and we maintained contact throughout. She applied enough oil from the start, and just like in the first part, she performed a body-to-body rotation in all directions, spending most of the time in a proper 69 position, although far from my face, but still offering a great view of her quite plump, pretty privates. I didn’t touch her intimate parts, instead enjoying her oiled-up butt, which glistened beautifully. The view of her legs was even better now, and I could gently stroke them, which she welcomed, leading to a grand finale. She sat on my stomach, giving me an unobstructed view of her breasts, which I could caress while she took care of my pleasure with her hand behind her back. Once she brought me to satisfaction, she wiped me down, and we lay side by side in silence for a few minutes, relaxing as Kamila stroked my chest and stomach.

Finally, we shared another shower, washed each other, and had a bit of cuddling, but it was all quite modest. She let me get dressed, returned to the room after a moment, and I paid her voluntarily. She thanked me and escorted me across the hallway under the stairs, where there was some traffic, so we had to wait a bit. We said goodbye with a kiss on the cheek, and I headed up the stairs alone, checking the time to find that about 65 minutes had passed since I arrived.

Kamila is a very easy-going, friendly, and talkative girl with a lovely Slavic body, offering plenty to hold onto—not a skinny model. She has dark eyes and hair. I definitely recommend her to those who appreciate feminine curves. Compared to Kira, Kamila has slightly smaller but firmer breasts. Each has their own appeal, making both an excellent choice for those who appreciate both top and bottom features (perhaps even for a four-hand massage).

Mix massage 60 minutes for 2000 CZK, with no extra charges.

Rating – great

This is going to be a tough review because no matter how much I think about it, I’m not sure whether to give a neutral or a slightly smiling emoji.

I’ll start with the negatives. Although Rabbit Hall on Staropramenna is a basement space, it’s already hot in there now (I can’t even imagine it at full summer temperatures). Management should invest in air conditioning; a standing fan just isn’t adequate for the venue or the service prices.

The second negative – the photos of the current Eva just don’t match. There’s no way she weighs the advertised 57 kg, I’m sorry. The extra pounds are noticeable both in her face and around her waist. However, her butt is still perfect, firm, and well-shaped. This is clearly an issue with the establishment not updating photos and providing misleading numbers. It wasn’t always like this, but that’s been a few years. Unfortunately, with the increase in the number of masseuses, these issues have also increased. I don’t think it’s a good path, but that’s for them to evaluate.

Regarding the massage, I’ll set aside the fact that Eva turned out not to be entirely my type. Her implants are too natural-looking, and the extra weight around the waist is something I don’t prefer in masseuses. Nonetheless, the massage itself was good, definitely above average. Her approach and conversation were completely relaxed, and we had a good laugh about various “operational mishaps” at the start. A shared shower was offered and was very good—not just for washing, she nicely engaged her top-notch butt. The B2B on the stomach was solid, full body, breasts, hints of GFE, but unfortunately, it remained just hints.

The turn happened after about 25 minutes. She strictly separates her pussycat from anything else, so not even a kiss close to intimate areas is allowed. On the other hand, manual activities from the outside are fine, just not inside. Her handjob techniques didn’t impress me as they did other reviewers; they were too gentle and used too much oil.

There was virtually no vocal (moaning) expression throughout, no matter which part of her was being attended to. She’s very focused on her breasts, which didn’t suit me since I prefer unnatural silicone shapes. But her butt is truly fabulous.

She doesn’t do cowgirl or any imitation of sex, which is a shame because her relevant parts are well-shaped and very attractive. The ending was in a somewhat unusual (but not uninteresting) position on the side, with her legs spread and one over me. So there’s limited mutual satisfaction at the end, although clearly within the rules and only from the outside. Several times I felt like the moisture inside was significantly increasing, and no, it wasn’t massage oil… but she won’t be teased any further (maybe in the pussycat, I didn’t ask).

The shower afterward was also shared, just for washing, no issues. Eva is a nice, communicative Czech girl, she doesn’t slack off, but there are things I simply miss (a more erotic mutual ending and more GFE throughout). I’d probably give a slight smile for the massage itself, but combined with the mismatched photos/data/figure and the poor temperature conditions of the rooms, I ultimately give a neutral one.

B2B in action 2100 CZK / 60 min.

I had a brief chat with the operator, who told me that only Iren was available. Well, that sounded like a new experience. It could have gone badly or well. Either way, it would be an experience, and I’d surely get something out of it. Both good and bad thoughts are always useful. So, I didn’t hesitate, took the risk, and headed to the nearest ATM.

A few minutes later, I’m ringing the doorbell at Fantazie Massage, right across from bus stop 131 – just a little side note for my fellow massage enthusiasts. And let the divine will take its course.

I took a shower on my own; although she’s not a young girl anymore, it still looked very promising and pleasant. Lady Iren smiled at me and tried to understand my specific way of speaking. I lay down on the futon, and she began to massage… right from the first touch, it was clear she knew how to apply pressure.

She started with my feet and legs, as most masseuses do. Then she occasionally slid around, back to the feet. My back was also thoroughly massaged, she caressed my neck, a kiss here, a kiss there, all in a very intense form and style. What was nice about Iren was that she initially just teased my friend, moaning, cuddling… she wasn’t afraid to get into it.

I think I’ll be happy to visit Iren whenever any part of my body aches and I want a rough, intense ride like sex without the sex.

She slid over me with her still firm, in my opinion, backside, and even though she used more oil on me, it didn’t feel mindless at all. I know, it’s a strange compliment and praise, but I’ve encountered situations where the girl didn’t quite know or judge it right, but here it was a well-thought-out thing, and Iren is a skilled beauty!

The turnaround happened naturally, the kissing was genuinely intense, Iren was posing, moaning… she really helped me at that moment. Even though I’d say she might not have fully understood what I was feeling or how I was, somehow it turned out to be mutual adrenaline, and we just clicked. I don’t rule out a repeat, quite the opposite. I already promised Iren that next time I’ll be the one massaging… and she immediately replied that it’s no problem and she’s looking forward to it. It seemed to me, even in those few minutes we spent together, that neither of us felt the need to cut it short or devalue it. Quite the opposite. I really felt that everything was perfectly fine and calm from the start. She wasn’t in a rush. It was beautifully heartfelt, and I didn’t feel like I spent money on something without any meaning. I thoroughly enjoyed it, and Iren helped me get out of my nerves and somewhat from the mania of my autistic hyperactivity. So, it can be said that Iren “came to the rescue” at the right moment. Once again, thank you, Iren, and I look forward to seeing you next time.

Repeat: Yes
Recommend: Yes
Body to body
60 minutes
1900 CZK (+ extras 700 CZK)