After repeatedly failing to live up to my expectations on the Dark Side, I came back to her stronger than a '90s trend. Nina is my North Star I fondly rely on. As a plot twist to keep things fresh for my third review, I wrote in English, but we are both Hungarian. Perhaps some will appreciate it. We have messaged each other and sealed the deal with VTR well in advance. She is famous and gets fully booked, so I know to act early if I want to start my week smiling.

Nina's castle sits on Goddess Mountain 300m above MSL on a long, winding road. Multiple different buses service the place, yet I always take the car. I never had trouble parking, which is free.

Her apartment is perfect for illicit affairs. I hope she'll stay for a long time as I really like coming here, and the house brings up the memory of my very first erotic massage from this site. There is a colleague, but discretion is top-notch.

The bath is simple and small, with all expected toiletries, such as shower gels that smell good. I used a fluffy towel, folded hotel-style by the attentive Nina.

Carefully selected songs play in our cozy room with pink LED lighting, mirrors, and a couch for my things. I didn't feel cold, yet my feet often are, so she warmed them with her legs. For today, I requested hot oil, heated by a tealight. Sexy play happens on a comfy mat next to a massive mirror on the wall. She propped my head with pillows so I could see better. Kudos!

Nina is an extraordinary young woman, a charming brunette with long hair that looks amazing, especially when on one side. Due to the oily nature of the business, she tends to wear it braided or in a ponytail. All the pictures convey her natural beauty realistically. There are no tricks. Guests get to enjoy that ever-smiling, lustful face with dark brown eyes in real life with little to no makeup. Her voice has this relaxing, deeper timbre. Nina's sporty frame is rather petite and very huggable, crowned by well-shaped teen titties with perky nipples that are never shy. Sadly, her southern pasture is off-limits but bare and beautiful, an innie unless spread. I must mention the very well-rounded peaches, perfect for holding on for dear life.

She greeted me wearing a green, two-part, sexy outfit. Last time, I made a mistake by writing that she welcomes guests in a velvet robe. No, that's her farewell look.

For me, the excitement and attraction don't come from certain aspects of her past life but from who she is Now. That playful smile, the charming eye contact, her magic hands, and all the relentless attention I get!

We totally skipped this for the lingam massage, but if needed, she can knead dough way better than Pusheen. As Nina doesn't know monotony, I had to subdivide our date in the next section to cover all of it.

Standing

I shared a few ideas beforehand, and she gave me the green light on them, so I wasn't too shy to try some. One was to help her undress. So, we embraced each other while standing and saying hi with a smile. My hands could slide on her smooth body as I pulled her closer. Once Nina was naked like me, we moved onto the mat.

Face to face

We began by sitting down, crossing our feet, and getting real close. Our sessions keep improving as I gain trust and she learns what I like. For example, in this face-to-face position, we hugged and gently caressed each other, and she was free to blow hot air and whisper sweet things in my ears. The feelings that went down my spine were otherworldly. Thus, the purple fog began to set. Already covered by hot grapeseed oil and getting stroked by her lively hands, her actions quickly led to a clear sign of interest from my part that she admired. Her free hand would fondle my neck and back. Nina has shown me how the Girlfriend Experience works without any kissing on the lips.

Body-to-body 69

She offered the sliding massage. Who'd say no? Especially since she promptly transitioned to something between 69 and reverse cowgirl. Like this, I could grip her ass and bask in the cuteness of her pussy, spawning dirty thoughts in my mind. She kept sliding her oily and flat stomach on my banana, almost reaching Mons Venus, but never quite so. Of course, Nina continued with her hands as oral is off the table. But you know what? She more than makes up for it.

On my left

Nina positioned herself between me and the mirror, in her comfy spot. Why? The heated oil is ideally within reach for highly frequent reapplication, and my left leg can rest on hers, making me surrender to her touch. When asked what kind of things I'd like today, I was careless by blurting out "all of it." With a smirk, she hinted at her kinky side that I was not necessarily ready for. I don't think she was joking. Nina is full of surprises, even within the limits.

Instead of a routine, she gets in the flow, connecting with her audience like a good DJ. The "songs" on the tracklist are endless... Nina is not afraid to use both hands, make sloppy squelching sounds around my glans, repeatedly reach for the balls and beyond, seductively caress me all over with the other hand (even using nails), pretend her fingers are raindrops, go for just the tip, put me between her forearms, vary the rhythm, and maintain eye contact. I mean, what more could one ask for!? Really. All that but without a death grip, causing any pain, or making me wonder if I'm overstaying my welcome. Despite a prolonged stimulation, I wasn't sore after, so this says a lot about her tender loving care. I felt she got my vibe, as I didn't need to tell her to slow down at all, and I rarely asked for something different than what she had in mind. Nina enjoys seeing the sweet agony of men on the brink of eruption, for a long time at that.

Behind me

Another one of my creative ideas was for her to sit behind me. When glancing at the mirror, I particularly enjoyed the view of our close, naked bodies. Snugly holding me from behind, I felt bare breasts against my back, and then once again my neck and ears fell easy prey to Nina's mouth. Her right hand kept teasing me, and we agreed it looked like I was playing with myself, but that wasn't the case. She's better than me, which is the biggest compliment I can give. As someone with 2+ decades of "hands-on" practice using oils (and not learning about lingam massage from witches), finding a girl who can best me is the endgame.

Above her

Once ready for approach, I asked Nina to lie down so I could kneel on the mat just above her hips. I love this position, and we observed that it's also great for blood flow and for heightened sensitivity. The mirror stayed helpful as I kept looking back and forth, losing my mind by her beauty and technique. She encouraged me to pour more oil to the fire. I did. Feeling her boobs pushed me almost over the edge, but when I shakingly leaned in closer, Nina whispered: Are you ready? You've been ready for some time, right? I told her to do just the tip, then go all in. She did. So, I finally burst with cum going from her navel to between the tits, and this sweetie even squeezed out every last drop while cutely commenting on it. Nina eagerly watched me with sparkling eyes, then pointed out: Take a look what you've done! :) Do you like it? This was easily the longest playtime for a single orgasm I had with any girl, ever.

Lil' chat

During play, actions dominated, as I'm not one to hold a long conversation mid-flight. After, with only a few minutes to spare, we talked about her life, which is deeply intriguing. She's very open for sex talk and even showed me various fake moans just for the heck of it. At the same time, Nina gently cleaned my body from excess oil and poured me a glass of water before showing me to the bathroom. Once I was about to leave, she carefully peeked through the door for movement in the hallway. I secretly wished they'd pitch camp out there so we'd be stuck here for a while for an extended conversation.

Since we are not talking about a mere tugjob but a marathon touch therapy or edging for almost an hour, Nina's sessions carry unbelievable value. As I undressed, I tucked a few paper flowers under an object on the table and never looked back. Some might be baffled at the perceived shortness of the menu, but I accept it by respecting her decision and enjoying all she can do for us.