Regina, Masha's massage
External Link/Members OnlyVarious North/North West London locations
I'm a reasonably regular patron of Masha's establishment, having first visited her for a legit sports massage some years ago, and, by degrees decided to upgrade my appointments to focus exclusively on entertainment, rather than therapy
One of the small delights of this association is waking up each day to her WhatsApp updates which show a gallery the day's rosta of talent at the several London locations she now manages beyond the original in the suburbs of Edgware. I'd long had my eye caught by Regina, who the pictures show as a slim, well-groomed and sultry brunette, but only recently had the occasion to try her out for an hour's spin.
Regulars of Masha's service, and other massage venues in general will know that the first appointment will often be a more straight-laced than subsequent ones - as rapport builds between the masseuse and customer, increased intimacy is usually a natural, if not guaranteed progression on later visits. With that in mind, I usually prefer to reserve positive reviews until I have at least two visits under my belt, the better to have, and convey, a fuller sense of their offering under relaxed, or non-novel conditions. To date, my visit to Regina remains a one-ff, and so I'm also going to make this uncharacteristically briefer than my usual reports.
Regina is an attractive girl next-door - rather small, I'd guess <5'3 +/-, and with a normal, healthy proportion, erring ever so slightly towards thicc - my impression was this is at odds with the advertised photo, which, in my interpretation at least, depicts something closer to a slim-looking, medium height latina in her late 20s to early 30s. I had thought Regina's appearance was indeed latina-lite -like when I set eyes upon her in person. Had I not later heard her speaking on the phone in Slavonic (she's Ukrainian according to her profile), I'd not have guessed otherwise.
The passage of time (some 2 months) means that I can't recall the events well. My sense is there was a competent, though clearly not memorable, sensual massage. Either by invitation or at my request, we upgraded from the inclusive HR that is the standard fayre at £120 per hour, and another £50 bought access to snatch - though I'm a little unsure about this since I also have the impression that I was not able to fully indulge myself in one of my favourite pastimes of either smothering myself in RO or a little fingering (one of them was discouraged at any rate)- in which case I can't imagine what the £50 was actually for - and I don't think it was for a blowie. Also, I do recall that another thing which I have rather come to take for granted, perhaps without due cause, was also not available. I do love watching and enjoying the sensation of a pussy gliding and preferable grinding against my cock, and I think Regina didn't supply that on this, my inaugural visit to her - which isn't to say that it won't be on-menu at all.
I do however recall feeling broadly satisfied enough - better than would be answered by a neutral review, but not enough to warrant an enthusiastic positive, such that I'd want to return to visit her in a trice. However, an itch evidently did remain unscratched, because in the course of the next few weeks, I made 3-4 further visits to Masha's, to sample the talents of other masseuses - with mixed results, as my forthcoming reviews with Dina, Michaela and Nelly and Nelly will go on to show.
