[QUOTE=Joe Karnavic; 1513661]Having realised the potential of Morroccan bath from my earlier AMP experience, thanks to PoonHound 69 for the tip on this AMP, I continued the journey of Moroccan bath.
This Spa with a Lunar name is on the rooftop of nondescript apartment hotel in Mankhool. Easy to find and visible from Kuwait street. Reached there by 10. 30 pm. The Moroccan bath with 30 minutes massage is dhs 200. I asked for Moroccan. She was busy till 11 pm. An Indonesian was available. I was hesitant but this girl Ena appeared with a smile. A good-looking girl, well dressed and inviting assets.[/QUOTE]I know this place, but since I was not particularly satisfied when I visited nearly 2 months ago I omitted to report it here.
I opted for the Moroccan, named Bouchra, and the receptionist charged 180, saying that that was the price for this particular Lady, the others were 150. She looks good, with great assets, especially the bumpers.
She started with several arousing moves in the sensitive areas but at the end I must admit that I got one of the crappiest massages I have ever had. Not that I cared too much as I was actually aiming at something else. Once the hour was nearly elapsed she started to massage my head and I told her that I did not needed a massage there. The conversation was quite difficult as her English skills are close to zero, she only speaks Arabic or French. She turned down any offer for meeting outside or do anything more than a HJ. We agreed for that and in all truth I could not understand if she wanted 500, which she counted on her fingertips. Once she started to work the proper part I worked on opening the bra that revealed a great pair of boobs, and when offered to do something more she said that she was "mademoiselle" and not "madame", trying to make me understand that she was still virgin (maybe in her hears). In any case she did her (good) job and once finished she offered either a shower or hot towel, which I opted for given that the shower room was somewhere else. AT the end I left 100 and she did not complain at all. On my way out I crossed another couple of girls, one with an Indonesian look and another one very likely Chinese, but none of two really caught my fancy. I spotted another quite chubby one who was sleeping on a massage bed but could not really evaluate her.
In my humble opinion it was, relatively speaking, worth it due to the change from the usual Asians, but for the rest I would not return.